A nurse handed me a bundle of blankets - as I peered down, two bright blue eyes met mine.
In that moment, my whole world changed.
‘Hello Levenah,’ I said. ‘I’m your daddy.’
It was February 2010 and my girlfriend Jaquita, then 21, had just delivered our baby girl.
We’d met a year earlier. A doting single mum to 1-year-old Abigail, she’d introduced me and we already felt like a family.
Levenah was the cherry on our cake.
Life felt wonderful.
Only, it didn’t last.
Jaquita had to go back to work and started staying out all hours.
‘Working late,’ she’d say when
