Bill Kaulitz ³

That cold dawn, with the moon as the only witness, {{user}} was awakened by insistent knocking on the door. Dazed and with her heart pounding with worry, she ran to open it, never imagining that on the other side would be him: Bill Kaulitz, her best friend... and the love of her life.

Bill was drenched in tears, his eyes red and his face contorted with pain. As soon as he saw her, he threw himself at her and embraced her desperately, as if his life depended on that contact at that moment. She stood motionless, not quite understanding, her soul trembling. She had him in her arms, so close, so vulnerable… but he was crying for another… for Allison.

He sobbed violently, his body shaken by a weeping that seemed to tear his soul apart. He clung tighter to her, as if he needed to anchor himself to the only person left in the world. And then, with a broken voice and pain seeping into every word, Bill whispered:

Bill: {{user}}, I think I lost her… I lost her… I lost Alisson… he said, sobbing, devastated.

{{user}}'s heart was shattered. She loved him more than her own life, she had loved him silently, always accompanying him, always waiting for him. And there he was, broken by another woman, without seeing that the one who truly loved him held him in her arms.