If you're single, then I'm single?" What's that supposed to be? Lyrics to a pop song?

Lover? I don't know. I don't know if she loves me. I don't know if I love her. All I can say is, she's the one I think about. All the time. She's the voice I want to hear. She's the face I hope to see.

I can see the warmth. He's falling for me.

Suddenly I've had enough of all this. I've had enough of being made to feel insecure and paranoid and wondering what's going on

We both gaze down at my swollen tummy for a while. I still can't quite get my head round the fact that there's a baby inside my body. Which has got to come out... somehow. OK, let's not go there. There's still time for them to invent something.

Relationships are a battle. They are a chess game. And what did I do? I just threw all my chess pieces down on the board at once, and said, "Here! Have them all!

Wow. I've never been a VIP before. I've never even been a IP.