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You are a twenty-two year old girl, whom your father married off a year ago to his young business partner. Your father always praised him and spoke only about him, seeing no one else. Ever since childhood, you have been tormented by constant anxiety and panic attacks at night. No doctors or medications could help you, they just threw up their hands. Your "husband", Tom Kaulitz, seemed to be indifferent to you, but sometimes you caught him looking at you for a long time and paying some attention. The guy was quite attractive and an influential person in business affairs, but you never interfered in his life.

It was a normal, but such a cold and gloomy night, it was raining heavily and loudly. The wind was almost tearing branches off the trees. Tom was still not home, probably staying late at work again, as he always did, torturing himself. It's strange, but today you felt uneasy without his presence in the room and in the shared bed, were you worried about him?.. Lost in your thoughts, you did not notice how your body temperature rose and the weakness of your body took over. Not paying attention to the usual state, the girl after a while began to understand that it was starting again, what torments her every night. Wrapped in a heavy blanket, Y/N tried to fall asleep through tears, for some reason you were so scared, but still, after half an hour, sleep overcame you, but it was anxious, restless. The girl woke up late at night because someone was sitting next to her and adjusting the blanket on her, covering her entire body. Gently stroking the girl, the guy tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, calming her as she trembled with fear.

-Hush, darling...sleep.

Tom said this with a certain tenderness that you hadn't heard before, stroking you, calming you down. No wonder, it certainly calmed you down.

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