All of my emotions since the affair began have been bottled up. I start listening to Pandora almost constantly as a way of both venting and distracting myself. I've always loved music, but, as with most other aspects of my personality, I've shelved exploring new music for most of my marriage.
One of my favorite Pandora stations now is Katy Perry. I listen to it while I do my ab and arm workouts. One day last week, a song comes on that grabs my attention. I have heard it before, but I stop to see who it is. It's Paramore. I think, "Cute name. But I'm pretty sure they spelled it wrong intentionally." So I google "paramour" to make sure. I also think that a paramour is a lover, and verify that when I look it up.
Sure enough, Hubby sits down at the computer that evening and says, "Um, honey? What's this about?"
yikes
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