I told her I never wanted to see Sadie or Nick ever again.
She said, ‘Perhaps if you saw Sadie you might be more sympathetic. She’s … vulnerable right now.’
I asked her what she was talking about. Sadie is about as vulnerable as an armoured tank.
Helen said, ‘Given her … condition.’
I said, ‘Condition? What condition? The condition of being a complete backstabbing bitch?’
Then Helen said, ‘The condition of beingpregnant.’ In this low, calm voice.
OMG, OMG, OMG.
I just freaked out, shouting and swearing. Sobbing.
I kept saying over and over, ‘How could they do this to Daisy? How could they do this?’
Then Helen left.
I was really glad Brandi had spat in her tea.
Sunday July 12th
I can’t believe it. I just can’t believe it.
Sadie’s pregnant.
PREGNANT.
No wonder she looked so sick in the wedding car.
I thought I couldn’t be any more humiliated than I already am.
What next? Will I find dog poo on the bottom of my wedding shoes?
Is Sadie keeping the baby?
Actually, that’s a stupid thing to wonder. Of course she will. She’s an actress. A baby is nine months of drama.
I wonder what Nick said when he found out?
I’ll never forget the night I told him I was pregnant.
I did the pregnancy test while he was watchingGame of Thrones.
I shouted, ‘Nick. NICK! I think I might be pregnant.’
He said, ‘Even if she is, I think she dies in this episode.’
I said, ‘No. I’M pregnant.’
He said, ‘Christ, as if I haven’t got enough to worry about.’
What did he say when Sadie told him?
God, I feel so sick.
Monday July 13th