Then there are those sleepless nights when you start to rummage through your phone as if something new would appear.
Only to find an undiscovered 7 min voice memo dated 12/09. You start to listen and hear the sounds of travel. In a car no doubt, then the whimper that you haven’t heard in so long. A baby?! He starts to get louder and so does the music. A few exchanged cold words. Trying to sooth from the drivers seat then your ex starts to sing along with the radio in a terrible voice. “Maybe we’re not meant to be” only breaking to mention this should be “our song”.
More cries and a few attempted words from a toddler till I discover the 1yo was recording a typical car ride. Me always mad because he was always mean. And so on…
Six months later he cheated.