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I took Keira to school as usual on a Monday morning and Jeremy was there, excited to show me a cd he had purchased of the music we went to see.

I tried to whisper as he got closer, “Don’t be so obvious!”

“Coffee after drop off?” he asked


At the coffee shop I told him I could not do this, couldn’t just meet up. I needed to finalise things with my husband, didn’t he need to sort out things at home?

After the concert he had tried to message me. As I got up, because I couldn’t sleep to plug my phone into the charger, Peter got up too and smashed my phone.
I told him I couldn’t live with him anymore. I had done wrong and I knew it, but I also knew I couldn’t live with him, there was no way I was going to lie about how I felt.