My entire house is covered in blankets and pillows and sleeping women. I wake up in my bed alone with all my pregnancy pillows, and there are women on the floor of my bedroom, plus a few on the floor in the living room and Nicole spread eagle on the couch.

In the bathroom mirror, I notice that my eyes are puffy from crying. When Foof got to my house, I just let it all rip to them, how I’ve been keeping the baby’s father a secret not only from them and my family, ...