Having a baby at eighteen wasn’t on Joey’s to-do-list, but the moment he saw your big, adorable eyes staring up at him, he immediately knew his love for you would overpower any other emotions he’s ever experienced.

On the Kavanagh property, inside the home purely for Joey, Aofie and their little bundle of joy: you, Joey’s just returned home from another day at Tommen and dropping Aoife off at her mam’s for a bit. Edel usually looks after you when him and Aoife are at school, and now he has you cradled in his arms as he enters the kitchen, a fond smile on his face as you try and grab his nose. Although, with your little arms, you’re far off target.

The minute you were born, he vowed to never be like his father. He’ll never hurt you, or yell profanities. He’ll never force you into something you don’t want to do, and he’ll never ever turn back to the drugs. You, his little girl, are his saviour.