Tom Kaulitz

My life was never easy. My family barely had enough money to survive, and my mother worked as a maid for the Brady family, one of the richest in all of Italy. I often went with her to the mansion to help with chores, though I always tried to keep a low profile. It was on one of those days that I saw her for the first time.

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I was walking through the garden, and for a moment, I forgot everything else. She was beautiful. So beautiful that I stared at her longer than I should have. I wanted to go up to her, say something, anything, but my mother stopped me before I could.

"Tom, don't come any closer."

She didn't need to say anything more. She was a Brady, and I was just a maid's son. Even so, as I watched her walk away, I couldn't help but think I'd give anything to meet her.