Kerry D’Arcy, 38, from Yeovil
Peering my head round the bedroom door, I could see that my husband was still fast asleep.
Must have been a late one, I thought to myself, as I left him to it.
Steve, then 36, was an avid gamer and had been since we’d got together as teenagers.
And that morning, in January 2019, I assumed he was just feeling the effects of another late night sat down at his computer.
Deciding to leave him to get some rest, I headed off on the school run with our daughter, Sophie, 13.
By the time I was home, Steve was only just stirring.
But as he emerged from the bedroom, something was up.
‘I don’t feel right,’ he said, pausing in the hallway.
‘You’re probably just tired,’ I told him, thinking he just needed some more sleep.
But an hour or
