A letter to … my son, who doesn’t know that I am probably his father

The letter you always wanted to writeYour mum and I hit it off from the moment we met. She was friendly and glamorous. She was going out with my best friend. When I suddenly had an accommodation crisis, she invited me to move into a spare room for a nominal rent. At my friend’s encouragement, I accepted.The night I moved in, she tried to seduce me. I was taken aback. I said her boyfriend would not like it, to which she replied that they were not really going out. I said that was not how he