Chippingin
I had had concerns for a year or so prior; and had dismissed them in my own head. Not infidelity (but see later); but emotional distance.
I was rising in my career, working very long hours; we were struggling for money; and he was doing nothing career wise or domestically. All he was doing was spending money. I was get increasingly pissed off. I tried talking.; got nothing.
Blamed the wedding prep, my career(first Directorship) etc. etc. etc.
And then he squashed a kitten.
I had rescue cats; one was mis-sexed and had kittens on my bed. Five wonderful kittens.
Obviously we retained the Queen and the Kits; over and beyond our "normal" foster period.
He hated the kittens."They jump in cupboards every time I open one, they climb up my legs and claw my balls .........."
He was putting up new curtains in the sitting room. He used an armchair, up against the wall, and used his weight to "tip" it. I came in, saw what he was doing; asked him to stop and brought in the step ladder. I was actually only concerned about his safety at that time.
He didn't.
As he finished he leapt of the armchair and squashed one of the kittens underneath it.
It was A Sunday. The kitten was fitting and in extreme agony for 4 or 5 hours; as we were referred from one vet to another.
Our emergency vet was great; but we were passed on from one vet to another on the basis of better equipment. The kitten was eventually Put to Sleep.
I was obviously very distraught. Two days later he told me "Get a grip; it was just a bloody cat".
And that was when I knew I couldn't marry him.
The previous evening, I had been in a evening business meeting with my now (DH).
I couldn't stand him; positively disliked him (initially); but I had come to respect him (professionally); actually admire him). At the end of the meeting he also understood why I was so upset about the kitten.
He escorted me to my car, kissed me,(badly,) said "Please don't marry him; I love you".
We had only ever exchanged hand shakes and spreadsheets prior to that.
I called off the wedding on the basis of the kitten.
I couldn't marry a man that could (essentially) kill a kitten and feel neither remorse/guilt or grief.
5 weeks later he moved in with another woman.