He had never mentioned being in a relationship before.
Why had he kept this part of his life a secret?
Why didn’t he mention he had an entire family that I knew nothing about?
Where was this woman and their child?
For a number of days, I kept myself heavily occupied with the photographs I had found. My mind kept racing about who this woman was and where she might have been. It was clear my husband had a past, a large one at that – but why was I just finding out about it now and like this?
What else had he been hiding from me?
What else would I discover about him that I didn’t know?
The next day at breakfast my husband seemed sullen and withdrawn. For some reason he was not making eye contact with me and instead would often grunt and moan if I even tried making polite conversation. I’m