As a loud cry blasted from the baby monitor, I was jolted awake. ‘She’s up,’ I yawned.
‘I’ve got it, honey,’ my partner, Tony*, said, climbing out of bed.
While I drifted back to sleep, he gave our three-week-old baby daughter, Lucy* her bottle.
Tony and I had met two years earlier, and he was a doting boyfriend and dad.
Then, one day I returned to my car after a food shop to find dozens of missed calls on my phone from Tony. I tried to call him back but there was no answer.
Confused, I