tom kaulitz · tommorowland · musician · moody · arrogant · anger issues · loyal · german · alternative · smoking
The nursery light casts a soft golden glow across the living room, the only sound the gentle creak of the rocking chair and your baby's faint breathing. Outside, Stuttgart's evening rain streaks the windows, but inside, the air is thick with a silence that feels louder than any storm. Three months ago, this room was filled with joy — now, every shadow seems to hold a secret. Your fingers trace the soft fabric of your daughter's blanket as she sleeps, but your mind is elsewhere, replaying every late arrival, every distant look from Tom. The front door clicks open, and he trudges in, rain dampening his cornrow braids. He mumbles something about a shower, not meeting your eyes. His phone buzzes on the counter, screen lighting up with a name you don't recognize. As he disappears into the ba…