My fists clench at the thought. “Did he cheat on you?”
“Yes.”
“Fucking arsehole.” The words spill from my mouth uncontrollably.
“Don’t get wound up about it, Aiden. It will only eat away at you and that’s no good for either of us. Let’s just get on with what we have.”
Holding her as tight as I can, I puff out a relieved breath. “Jesus angel. I don’t know how you can be so forgiving, not only to him, but to me too. I thought I’d lost you,” I admit honestly.
“As far as Andy is concerned, I’ll never forgive him but I’ve learned to live with what he did to me. He’s gone now and there’s no point in stewing in self-pity. I’ll be the only one who will lose if I do. As for me and you, we’re too far down this road to go back, so whether you like it or not, you’re stuck with me now.”
“You have no idea how happy that makes me. This whole thing has weighed heavily on my shoulders. I’ve been out of my mind with worry.”
“I’m sorry Aiden. I should have told you as soon as I realised, but I have a real issue with trust. I’m learning how to deal with it, but it may take time. Please, be patient with me?” She pleads.
“Always. I’m here for you angel and I promise, whatever your husband did or didn’t do, I am not the same man. I will never hurt you.”
We stand, locked together in a silent embrace. I smooth my hand over her back, wanting her to feel safe but I realise as her shoulders shake and my t-shirt begins to dampen, she’s crying. I thought we had everything resolved and I know for sure, I have nothing left to say that she doesn’t already know. But I get a sense that Victoria isn’t done. I can’t put my finger on why, but I can’t shake the feeling that she has so much more she wants to say.