I had to go to the doctor’s tonight for a checkup. I’ve been having chest pains all day, and over the course of the afternoon, they got worse. I phoned the doctor, and he said to come straight down. I got hooked up to an ECG machine and checked over thoroughly. The ECG came back fine, and the doctor concluded that it’s all down to stress.

When I came home, Tom didn’t seem the least bit concerned. Instead, he gave me a suspicious look as if I was making it all up. But that’s okay because every single time he acts like this, it makes me realise more and more that I’m doing the right thing.