She lived my fantasy. Even though it was pre-glow up John, I’m still jealous. He approached her in a restaurant and sauntered over to her. He did the washing up. Sure, he was a cheating prick but frankly this man can hit me with his car and laugh and I’d still say omgthankyouiloveyouforever
I'm jealous of those few weeks where she didn't know he had a girlfriend.
Ignore the wealthy footballer angle, ignore that no-one could have predicted the glow-up.
Cute guy approaches you in a restaurant. He's sweet and attentive and wants to get to know you. You go on a few dates, and when he comes round to your house and you cook for him, he does the dishes. He texts and calls you regularly, checking in on how you're feeling and what you want, and when what you want is saucy pant snaps, he obliges.
Feels like the start of something really special and lovely and of course she was into it and getting carried away in her mind.
Then bang, back to earth. He's got a girlfriend.
I don't blame her for going public with it, I'd be a woman scorned too.