I slumped back in the chair, feeling weak and dizzy. ‘Scott wouldn’t do that to me. He just proposed to me, for God’s sake. You don’t ask someone to marry you then cut them out your life days later.’

Drew remained silent.

My mind whirred. Ghosted? No. He wouldn’t. Nobody would. It was a horrible thing to do. If you wanted to end a relationship there were loads of options. You didn’t just disappear. Then I remembered what had happened my first Christmas in the flat. I sat forward.

‘That bloke from Finland did this to you, didn’t he? What was his name? Luka?’

‘Luukas.’ Drew sighed. ‘I waited at Heathrow for seven hours on Christmas Eve before I finally accepted he wasn’t going to take me home to meet his family. Eight months together then absolutely nothing. Wiped from social media. Gone.’ He raised his hands and splayed his fingers like a magician to illustrate his point.

‘And you never heard from him again?’

‘Not a word. As far as I was concerned, the relationship was going brilliantly, we hadn’t had any arguments and there was no reason for it to end. That’s what gets me. I still don’t know if I said or did something wrong. I don’t know if he met someone else or if an ex came back on the scene. I’d have been devastated if he’d had the guts to actually dump me, but at least I’d have had closure. Ghosting just left me in limbo. Two-and-a-half years later and I still think about it and wonder what the hell happened. That’s why I’ve avoided relationships ever since. I couldn’t cope if the same thing happened again.’

‘That’s awful, Drew. It’s so cruel.’

‘I know.’

We both sat in silence for a while. I tossed round the idea of Scott ghosting me. Could he have done? No! He wouldn’t do that. ‘Scott asked me to marry him,’ I said. ‘Why would he do that if he was planning to dump me? It doesn’t make sense. There must be another explanation.’

I could tell from Drew’s expression that he didn’t think so. ‘Have you tried to call him at work?’

‘I don’t know the name of his company. Don’t look at me like that! It’s not like he works for a big household name.’

‘What do they do? Maybe we could find it on that basis.’

‘I don’t know.’ I felt my cheeks flush. What a crap fiancée I was. ‘Stop looking so shocked!’

‘I think we might have found the reason why he’s ghosted you. You don’t listen to a word he says.’