My sisters ex partner was sentenced for abusing her. I won't go into too much detail because we don't know who reads on here & don't want to give too much away but I feel that if he hadn't been sentenced, he would have killed her. The thing is, he was just a narcissist bully and he knew it, he never tried to hide it.
Whereas Stephen McCullagh has tried to play a blinder, hide who really is, act like he's innocent and tried to cover his tracks well by licking up to the family, posting stupid feel sorry for me black and white pictures, pretending to be live streaming, masks on public transport, gloves on before he even left Lisburn, leaving his phone at home etc.. he had this planned, he knew he wanted to kill her but thankfully he wasn't as smart as he thought he was and he's going to get his karma now.
This whole thing is really too close to home for us all, I know Lurgan well so the streets he walked down, train station, Fa Joes bar etc it hits home. You could be walking past an evil scumbag and not even know it.
Just to think of poor Natalie going about her daily life on that very day in her home town really makes me quite sad. It's hard to explain what I mean but she was just a normal young woman living her life and it was so cruelly taken from her. Going by socials the two of them went to the Van Gogh exhibition that is in Belfast atm, they had know each other for quite a while, she was sharing some of his toys on twitter etc so what the hell changed for him to do what he did. I'd love to be left in a room with him for 5 minutes I honestly would
I hope her wee animals are getting lots of love, she adored them going by social media and I'm sure they miss her. I wonder did they witness what he did to Natalie. I only wonder this because one of the times when my sister was being abused, their dog went crazy - wouldn't stop barking and went for her ex. Future times after that the ex would lock the dog outside
Surprised being the evil scumbag Stephen is, that he didn't harm them too considering he was content enough to take the life of a woman and her unborn baby.
I will stop rattling on now, just like the rest of you, can't get my head round it.