He ended it with her before I moved back in. But then he felt so guilty that I didn't know, and felt he had to tell me. But he thought then I wouldn't want to be with him and so he decided to just ended it. He felt very confused, and it took him a few days to realise he wants to be with me, and so he had to tell me everything before there could be any chance of that happening, fuly aware that I might just walk away.
I just listened, then told him I need some time. I think for the first time he has been honest with me, and he was actually talking to me for once. If we were to ever have a chance, he was right I needed to know. I just don't know how to even go about processing it and dealing with it. I can't understand that she was happy to be seeing him, knowing that he was trying to sort things with me. I can't bear the thought of them sleeping together in our bed, the one his Gran brought as an engagement present.
