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TIFU by searching my name in my bf phone

Hey reddit, new poster cause i’ve never had a reason too but now i do. this morning i (23F) checked my boyfriends phone. i know already stupid decision. i’ve never done something like this i usually trust the person completely but something was off. he showed me a photo of his longtime ex to see what she looks like now and was calling her ugly and that she let herself go after they broke up. she looked really good and was working out in most of the photos. after that we had a great night but i couldn’t shake the feeling that he wasn’t being honest with me or just trying to make me feel better. i have a lot of self confidence i never think im bad looking but it was weird. so this morning a call came through his phone and the name said kat, which isn’t his ex’s name. i had the password and got curious. after looking for a bit and didn’t find anything so i decided to look up my name in his messages to see what he’s said about me. this is where i fucked up. i saw his friends were talking the night i met them first and how i blew off one of his friends, this was a month before we started dating. they said i wasn’t even a “10” which is fair, they said a 6.5. but my now boyfriend said that i was even lower, body a 6 but face a 3. then proceed to send pictures of his long time ex and say that’s what he’s looking for… do i confront him, leave, or just act like i didn’t go through his phone at all. he’s amazing to me and ive fallen for him quickly but is it worth my time. TL;DR i checked my boyfriends phone by typing in my name in the messages, he called me ugly to his friends a month before dating me then sent a photo of his ex saying that’s what he’s looking for. help?

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