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