horrible shock, isn't it. I have had this experience and it shook me to the core. not least when I read a report of the case and knew I had seen him the day he embarked on a career of child abuse, the day before, and the day after, and had no inkling, not a tiny little alarm bell, nothing. We were both 16 at the time, and this came to light in our 30s. By which time we had been amicable exes for more than 10 years and I had introduced him to my children .
Thankfully they only met twice, and one elder was in a pushchair the whole time the first time, and the second time, the second one was in a push chair the whole time, and the elder one did not leave my sight, but they held hands at one point to cross the road. We only met outside in the park
I was hysterical when I found out. I ran round to a friend's sobbing, and was so upset I couldn't even get the words out. It was hard to hide my reaction from my children and had to say I had sand in my eyes.
Anyway, the shock dies down, as do all shocks. I recently was clearing out and rediscovered the newspaper accounts of the trial, re read them then threw them away. It is a long time in the past now, and I don't give him head space