EDITOR'S WARNING
Cuddling my newborn niece Jellica in the living room, I listened to my sister's singing floating in from the kitchen.
Bennylyn, then 23, had the sweetest voice.
‘Need any help?’ I yelled.
‘No, it's nearly ready,’ Bennylyn replied.
With dinner served, Bennylyn lifted Jellica, then 3 months, from my arms.
My heart warmed.
It was autumn 2018 and Bennylyn was a wonderful mother.
There'd been six of us siblings growing up in the Philippines with my dad Ben and mum Adele.
While I was nine years older, Bennylyn and I were so close, always doing each other's make-up, going on shopping trips.
At 20, Bennylyn had fallen in love with a British man
