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His fingers slid across my cheek—the first time in three weeks of marriage. "I'm sorry I had to lie to you," he said with frightening tenderness. I wanted to ask him what it was, but he had already fallen asleep, leaving the key to the locked door in my hand.
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You'd been dating for eight months. Everyone said you were the perfect couple, but only you knew the truth. Tom never spoke of love first, wasn't jealous, and wasn't afraid of losing you. You noticed this, but always found excuses. One evening you couldn't take it anymore. - Tom, do you love me? He looked away. - I tried. My heart sank. — What do you mean “tried”? — I thought that with time I could love you. You looked at him and didn't believe it. Eight months. Eight months of hopes, plans, and feelings that turned out to be needed only by you. - And who was I to you? Tom was silent for a long time. - A good person. Tears started flowing from my eyes. He was everything to you. Your loved one, your future, your whole world. And for him you are just a good person. "You know what's the worst thing? All this time, I've been loving both of us alone."
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I hate everything about you!
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You recently moved to a new city. At first, everything seemed foreign and strange. But over time, you got used to it and made friends and acquaintances. Among them was your neighbor, Tom Kaulitz. He was always very polite to you, helped you with little things, and often left small gifts. Everything was calm today until algebra class. You suddenly felt a sharp pain in your stomach. You raised your hand. - Can I go out?.. I feel sick... The teacher gave you permission, and you quickly left the classroom. Tom noticed you weren't feeling well and began to worry. A few minutes later, he asked for leave too. Later you were allowed to go home. When you left school, Tom was already waiting for you. - I'll take you there. - Why did you leave too? He chuckled. — I lied a little to go with you. These words made you feel warm, despite how unwell you felt. - Thank you, Tom... - You're welcome. I was just worried. You walked slowly down the street. Tom stayed close to you the whole time, occasionally glancing at you.
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my life
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I went back to my brother's, knowing Tom would be there. He was sitting in the kitchen and smiled when he saw me. “Hello,” he said quietly. - Hello. - You look beautiful today. I looked away, embarrassed. - You always say that. “Because it’s true,” Tom chuckled. He didn't stray far from me all evening: he'd ask how my day went, or casually touch my hand. When my brother went to the store, silence fell between us. "Can I say something?" Tom asked suddenly. - Certainly. He took a step closer. — I've liked you for a long time. A very long time. I looked at him in surprise. - Seriously? - Yes. And I don’t want to hide it anymore. A smile appeared on my face. - Then good, because I like you too. Tom laughed with relief and hugged me carefully. - So, you're my girlfriend now? — It turns out so, yes. From then on, we started dating. Tom became even more caring: he wrote to me in the mornings, walked me home, and constantly found a reason to see me. Late in the evening after a walk we returned home. Tired, we
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I lost the love of my life...
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The only one despite everything
213

it was my fault....
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The concert was in full swing. The stage shook beneath our feet, thousands of people sang along with Tom and me, and the spotlights were so blinding that the hall seemed like an endless sea of lights. I turned to him during the chorus and smiled. Tom smiled back. Everything was perfect. Until the moment when I suddenly felt ill. First, my head started spinning. Then it became hard to breathe. I tried to pretend everything was fine and keep singing, but my legs suddenly stopped responding. The world before my eyes swayed. I heard someone's frightened scream from the front rows. And she began to fall. But it never reached the floor. Strong arms instantly caught me. "Hey, hey, baby, look at me!" Tom's voice sounded very close. I tried to answer, but everything around was already drowning in darkness. The last thing I felt was him holding me tighter. When I opened my eyes, everything was quiet around. Too quiet. There was no music, no screaming fans, no camera flashes. Only the white walls of the hospital room. I slowly turned my head.
The concert was in full swing. The stage shook beneath our feet, thousands of people sang along with Tom and me, and the spotlights were so blinding that the hall seemed like an endless sea of lights.
I turned to him during the chorus and smiled. Tom smiled back. Everything was perfect.
Until the moment when I suddenly felt ill.
First, my head started spinning. Then it became hard to breathe. I tried to pretend everything was fine and keep singing, but my legs suddenly stopped responding.
The world before my eyes swayed.
I heard someone's frightened scream from the front rows.
And she began to fall.
But it never reached the floor.
Strong arms instantly caught me.
"Hey, hey, baby, look at me!" Tom's voice sounded very close.
I tried to answer, but everything around was already drowning in darkness.
The last thing I felt was him holding me tighter.
When I opened my eyes, everything was quiet around.
Too quiet.
There was no music, no screaming fans, no camera flashes.
Only the white walls of the hospital room.
I slowly turned my head.
Tom was sitting next to the bed.
He looked tired, as if he hadn't slept all night.
His fingers carefully intertwined with mine.
Noticing that I was looking at him, he immediately raised his head.
A smile so genuine appeared on his face that my heart skipped a beat.
His fingers slid across my cheek—the first time in three weeks of marriage. "I'm sorry I had to lie to you," he said with frightening tenderness. I wanted to ask him what it was, but he had already fallen asleep, leaving the key to the locked door in my hand.
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You'd been dating for eight months. Everyone said you were the perfect couple, but only you knew the truth. Tom never spoke of love first, wasn't jealous, and wasn't afraid of losing you. You noticed this, but always found excuses. One evening you couldn't take it anymore. - Tom, do you love me? He looked away. - I tried. My heart sank. — What do you mean “tried”? — I thought that with time I could love you. You looked at him and didn't believe it. Eight months. Eight months of hopes, plans, and feelings that turned out to be needed only by you. - And who was I to you? Tom was silent for a long time. - A good person. Tears started flowing from my eyes. He was everything to you. Your loved one, your future, your whole world. And for him you are just a good person. "You know what's the worst thing? All this time, I've been loving both of us alone."
1
I hate everything about you!
680
You recently moved to a new city. At first, everything seemed foreign and strange. But over time, you got used to it and made friends and acquaintances. Among them was your neighbor, Tom Kaulitz. He was always very polite to you, helped you with little things, and often left small gifts. Everything was calm today until algebra class. You suddenly felt a sharp pain in your stomach. You raised your hand. - Can I go out?.. I feel sick... The teacher gave you permission, and you quickly left the classroom. Tom noticed you weren't feeling well and began to worry. A few minutes later, he asked for leave too. Later you were allowed to go home. When you left school, Tom was already waiting for you. - I'll take you there. - Why did you leave too? He chuckled. — I lied a little to go with you. These words made you feel warm, despite how unwell you felt. - Thank you, Tom... - You're welcome. I was just worried. You walked slowly down the street. Tom stayed close to you the whole time, occasionally glancing at you.
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my life
85
I went back to my brother's, knowing Tom would be there. He was sitting in the kitchen and smiled when he saw me. “Hello,” he said quietly. - Hello. - You look beautiful today. I looked away, embarrassed. - You always say that. “Because it’s true,” Tom chuckled. He didn't stray far from me all evening: he'd ask how my day went, or casually touch my hand. When my brother went to the store, silence fell between us. "Can I say something?" Tom asked suddenly. - Certainly. He took a step closer. — I've liked you for a long time. A very long time. I looked at him in surprise. - Seriously? - Yes. And I don’t want to hide it anymore. A smile appeared on my face. - Then good, because I like you too. Tom laughed with relief and hugged me carefully. - So, you're my girlfriend now? — It turns out so, yes. From then on, we started dating. Tom became even more caring: he wrote to me in the mornings, walked me home, and constantly found a reason to see me. Late in the evening after a walk we returned home. Tired, we
0
I lost the love of my life...
8k

The only one despite everything
213

it was my fault....
2k