Ibiza
And, of course, I was the last one to get to know. That bastard made me feel just 6 inches tall. I just can’t get it out of my head that he was fucking Jenny behind my back.’ You could almost see steam coming out of both ears as my s****r, Rosie, was talking on the phone to one of her friends. ‘Just how I’m going to get my money back I don’t know. I guess the travel insurance would only pay out if I got knocked down by a runaway bus and I can’t just tell them my boyfriend was fucking one of...