I thought Mark Kennedy was my lover and friend, but he was manipulating me. His superiors lied even in their apology to me.
In 2003 I fell in love with a man who did not exist. He was charismatic and romantic, and shared many of my interests and dreams. We lived together as lovers for more than a year. We travelled. He was close to my family, and placed himself at the centre of my world. We were the closest friends for seven years. I last saw him in August 2010. He took me for dinner, and afterwards we walked along the river and talked about our lives.
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