THEY’RE NOT BREATHING …
Standing in front of our family and friends, my new husband Dan pulled me in for a kiss as the registrar pronounced as ‘man and wife’.
It had been a whirlwind romance – we got married after dating for less than three months – but Dan and I had known each other for years before that, and when we finally got together, I knew he was The One. There seemed no point hanging around.
But our special day in September 2018 was bittersweet – just 10 days earlier, I’d miscarried our longed-for twins.
We were both heartbroken, but after taking time to grieve, we carried on trying.
We went on holiday to Italy, and when my period was late after we came home, I crossed my fingers
