What was he hiding?
May 27, 2021
4 minutes
Vicki Glister, 32, Salisbury
Perching on the ladder, I brushed pink paint along the wall.
‘Perfect colour,’ I beamed.
It was October 2016, and I was eight months pregnant.
Excited for the arrival of my little girl, I was putting the finishing touches to her nursery.
Only, with my fiancé Liam, then 24, away in the Army, I had to decorate on my own.
After three years together, I was used to Liam working long stints abroad.
But sometimes, with two children from a previous relationship, Paige, then eight, and Jenson, five, I struggled.
It got lonely.
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