I’ve always said that Sam and I were destined to be an item. Fate threw us together in April 2017 when he came to Peterborough City Hospital where I worked as a hand and wrist specialist practitioner. He’d broken his wrist while working as a satellite engineer. As he followed me into a room for a steroid injection, I was struck by how tall he was. His 6ft 4in frame towered over me – I’m only 5ft 1in! He was so handsome, too. At 31, I was a single mum to Theo, then seven, and not interested in dating again following the breakdown of my first marriage. But after Sam was discharged from the clinic in May 2018, he
