Nicole pointed at a picture of me and Peter. “Isn't is about time you forget about him? It’s a bloody month, time to move on!” “He was my first love.” I knew Nicole was right but I wasn't ready yet. “Oh, come on, Ellen. You’re in your early twenties, right? You should have men crawling at your feet with a body like yours”. I knew she was right. Many women look with envy at my body. I hardly have to put any effort in it bu...