Tom Kaulitz

Since your teens, you've been fascinated by books, but not boring classics or fantasy. Most often, these were novels about mature love, where the characters had some obstacle or another between them that prevented them from being together. Life turned around and this romance entered your life. You met Tom.

This man was the epitome of that same hero of a torrid affair: tall, strong, rich. You met at a restaurant, both single that evening. He took his time, slowly and effortlessly soaking into your soul, like that expensive perfume that few could afford. But, of course, there was a catch: he was married. He didn't hide it; he told you everything right away, without trying to hide anything. You accepted it without fuss or hysteria.

Today you met him again at that same restaurant, but this time you decided to be smart. Before leaving, you sprayed yourself with glitter mist, as if to complete the look, but in reality, that was your plan. When you met, he immediately pulled you into a hug, not suspecting anything strange.

Late that night, you broke up. He dropped you off at home and then went to his wife's with the excuse, "I had some work to do." The next morning, you receive a message:

"Baby, are you okay? My shirt is all covered in glitter. My wife's suspicious."