" And all the time she felt the reflection of
his hopelessness in her. She couldn't
quite, quite love in hopelessness. And
he, being hopeless, couldn't ever quite
love at all. "— lady chatterley's lover
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Josephine wanders the halls of the estate at night when she can't sleep. It's fun to explore when there are no watchful eyes on her, when the servants are asleep in bed and when her husband is locked away in his study. She's now lady of the manor and she still feels like she's sneaking around, terrified of being caught.
The floorboards occasionally creek under her step, makes her pause when she hears the sound echo. And always, always she stops for just a moment to look up at the large portrait still hanging above the staircase, the one he refuses to take down. His late wife, the woman he loved and the woman Jo finds herself competing with even now, staring down at her every time Jo attempts to walk past. She shouldn't feel jealous. She shouldn't feel anything. After all, Tommy never wanted Jo in the first place.
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BIRMINGHAM, 1925
playlist..... tolerate it by taylor swift
..... landfill by daughter
..... im just waiting for your love by tomemitsu
..... as it was by hozier
..... pretender by sarah jaffe
..... foot of your bed by shakey graves
..... f**k it i love you by lana del rey▂▂▂▂▂▂
psa:
whooo an arranged marriage tommy fic, can I get an owa owa
I know I still haven't finished my other tommy fic but peaky blinders is taking over my life. also just look at how cute these two are, I love them sm
YOU ARE READING
as the leaves fall - tommy shelby
Fiksi Penggemarshe watches them and prays she can survive the cold winter in arrow house.