Tom Kaulitz (🇷🇺)

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Tom had always known he was jealous. But with her, the feeling became unbearable, burning like poison, eating away at him from the inside. The more he loved her, the more painful was the realization that she could belong to someone else. At least in a look. In a smile. In a casual correspondence. Today they came to a cafe - just to sit and talk. But everything went wrong. “Who is writing to you?” His voice was tense, like a string ready to break. She glanced at the phone screen and put it back in her pocket. - Nobody. Work. - No one? - He narrowed his eyes. - Why did you remove it right away? She sighed heavily and reached for his hand, but he had already pulled away. - Tom, you again... - Yes, I'm back again, because you're lying! His voice grew louder. People at the neighboring tables turned around. “Stop it,” the girl pressed her lips together. — Or is someone writing for a reason? Are you hiding something? “Enough,” she frowned, “I’m tired of this!” She stood up to leave, but he grabbed her wrist. We're not done yet. You are behaving terribly! She jerked her hand away. A flash of rage clouded his eyes. The hand shot up by itself. The dull sound of a slap. She froze. There was more shock than pain in her eyes. “Oh, God...” her voice trembled. Tom looked at her, dumbfounded by what he had done. The cafe froze. Everything inside him broke off.

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