I wondered if I would ever get rid of my ex-boyfriend?
This was no way for him to win back my heart, moping around dwelling on what could have been. He should also have paid heed to the ‘competition’. Nobody could ever live up to TPR.
Nevertheless, I was kind. I (re)introduced to him to CC’s ex-boyfriend (also back and causing trouble), showed him the silly photographs of me with JS’s daughter (we were jumping on he pavement outside my flat), and listened to him as he whinged about how his two-day a week job barely kept him busy.