With a broken-down oven, in a hotel kitchen, on an uninhabited island
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Hillary Grace is the pseudonym of a writer who has contributed many times to The Sun.
The day I met Harry, he was drunk and desperate. We were in a bar with a group of work colleagues, and he was ranting about how a woman had mistreated him. There was something about fumbled sex on a beach, and a long train ride, and a wound to the heart. His tone was dramatic, misogynistic, and self-pitying. I thought he was the most obnoxious man I had ever met.