Why didn’t I realise my perfect man was a sociopath?

Charming. Handsome. So attentive. But when Mel married him, the sinister truth emerged…

By Mel Carnegie

There’s a picture of me that takes my breath away. It shows me on my wedding day; flowers in my hair, laughing towards the camera as I wrap my arms around my handsome new husband.

Cameron, my groom, is looking at me. In a green suit, with hair falling across his forehead and a broad smile on his face, he is every inch the perfect partner.

I used to think those familiar, green eyes were filled with love, but now I catch my breath when I take a closer look — they are cold and soulless. On this, the happiest day of my life, I had unwittingly given my heart to a sociopath who was later going to strip me of my dignity, strength and money.

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