Cassie wanted to talk, and I convinced Liam to let her.

That’s how we ended up in his living room – Liam and me on one sofa, Sophia in the armchair, Jay on the other side of the coffee table. Cassie sits opposite us like she’s been invited to a press conference.

She kept going, voice sugary but steady, about her doctor’s instructions, how the pregnancy was “high risk” and needed constant monitoring, and how her family wasn’t in the States to help.

The only movement in the room ...