As I turned over in bed, a pain shot down my side.
Sighing, I switched on the bedside light. There was no way I’d get back to sleep now.
My whole body was hurting. These early hours, while the rest of the world slept, could be so long and lonely. But then, just as I was thinking of taking a painkiller, my phone bleeped with a message.
‘Babe, miss you so much! I can’t sleep, think about you 24/7.’
My pain was forgotten as I typed out a reply. It was so lovely to know my partner Maxwell Johnson was thinking of me. He
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