Moral compass.

I should feel guilt, but I really don't.

All I hope for is for him to make the right decision and be done with her. It's not about me, though. I think that ship has sailed and we'd not be right together, anyway - he wants kids and would be such an amazing dad. I have not a maternal bone in my body, except sometimes in being overprotective of my friends. I don't think it would translate into being an actual parent in any decent or substantial way, and I have never felt like I wanted them.

I just want him to be happy.