He had just left our East London apartment for a two-hour journey to the specialty vet hospital, where our 13-year-old paralyzed chiweenie waited to be picked up. Tom knew that Maya had always been my soulmate. Maya even moved across the pond with me to London when I turned 30 — a reset after a five-year relationship abruptly ended. It was at that moment that I knew Tom was here to stay. His love for Maya over those four years was one of the greatest acts of devotion I had ever witnessed.

Source: Huffington Post February 19, 2026 17:29 UTC