It was the perfect date – until I told him how I felt

One moment, we were admiring the view and the next, he was looking at me intently (Picture: Shutterstock / F8 studio)

It was a few days before Valentine’s Day.

The candles were flickering, the wine glasses were empty, and my date, Nico, and I were pressed up against the kitchen counter, making out.

We’d been texting back and forth for a year, and it all seemed to have come to a head at this moment.

Hours later, as I saw Nico to my front door, I finally said what I’d been wanting to say all evening.

‘I need to tell you something: I have feelings for you.’

When he paused, my heart sank. ‘Let’s talk about it in the mor...