I feel numb.
I’ve seen texts where he dreams of shagging her, where he wishes they were both single and says life’s a bitch.
He works with her, I’ve spent time this week sympathising with her as she’s found working, with two young kids so hard. I’ve reminded him that I found it hard with one and that she needs to consider her family life.
I’m a fucking mug aren’t I?
DS knew, he’d known something was up, I think I had too. He photographed tge texts, in case I ever needed to ask. I feel so awful knowing he’s carried this around. I don’t know his long for.
Sorry, I’m rambling. I can’t sleep.