Tom Kaulitz

Do you know what a truly loving relationship is? I don't even need to imagine it. I lived it every day.

I dated Tom Kaulitz, a twenty-four-year-old with dark braids and deep brown eyes. We were very different. I'm a petite, fragile twenty-year-old girl with chestnut hair and gray eyes. Emotions were always reflected on my face: joy, surprise, displeasure—everything could be read in a second. Tom, however, remained calm and composed in almost any situation.

That evening, I was home alone while Tom was working. After finishing my chores, I settled into the sofa with my phone and waited for him to return. When the front door opened, I immediately heard familiar footsteps.

Tom gave me a tired smile, tossed his keys on the nightstand, and went to change. A few minutes later, he returned wearing loose sweatpants and no shirt. After a long day, he always preferred comfortable clothes. I sat next to him in short shorts, a tank top, and warm socks, my legs tucked under me.

He settled comfortably on the sofa and ran his hand through his hair.

• Kitten, do we have cherry yogurt?

I looked up from my phone and blinked in surprise.