So you guys may remember my situation with the guy I was with.
Being really off with me, car wasn’t at work etc, supposedly lent his ex wife his car and thought I would get upset, blah blah blah.
I called it quits and said he needed to heal etc.
Well I went to his flat tonight to collect my things, give his things back and have a cuppa to smooth things over. Especially as we will probably cross paths at work and there is a project coming up that he wants me to be involved in. There is a meeting for this on Thursday. He was saying he’s missed me, realises he’s in love with me and doesn’t want to lose me. Asked if we can try again once his divorce is through etc.
Well I went into the bedroom to grab my boots from the cupboard and next to the bed are now photos of him and his ‘ex wife’ all in frames looking very happy and very much together.
I just grabbed my things, made an excuse to go, gave my apologise as I won’t be attending the meeting and helping him and walked out.
I’m not gonna lie, it hurt, really really hurt, but you guys were right. He clearly is separated from her in where they live but very much still with her. Why else would he have those pics next to his bed, I feel like a fucking idiot.
I just cried in the shower for an hour.