A change to came to the relationship of Bella and Mr Big I Am, it did not end, but changed.
Mr Big I Am acquired a new girl. He aired the champagne lifestyle. Captured her in his trap.
Bella handled one night stands, Mr Big I Am always came home to her. But, a permanent woman on the scene? Was a different thing entirely.
Bella’s jealousy spiralled. Mr Big I Am was happy with that.
New Girl’s mother worked in the supermarket where I shopped. She caught my ear and gushed, her daughter had connected with The Big I Am.
‘Can I stop you there?’ I asked, ‘Bella had a relationship with the same Mr Big I Am.’ I did not want her to say something she would regret.
Months tripped by, the New Girl’s mother paused the stacking of supermarket shelves, told me a tale I did not like.
Her daughter had been in bed with Mr Big I Am, in Bella’s house. Bella cane home, slid her key in the lock in the middle of the night. An almighty row kicked off. New Girl phoned her parents, they waited outside the disruptive house in their car; just in case their daughter needed them. Bella knew better, she did not ring Husband or me.
Bella was chucked out on the street.
New Girl’s mum no longer admired Mr Big I Am, she’d heard he lost his parents: killed in a car accident, she found out this to be a lie.
I skidded home to confront Bella at my house.