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"What?! How?!" I reply, jaw dropped.
"It's complicated." He snaps back.
"Tell me, please." I beg.
"Okay. Fine." He says.
"Some stupid girl had a fight with poor Thomas a few days ago, she ended up shouting at him right in his ears." He tells me.

Thomas is deaf.
And it's all my fault.

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I get to my house and put my giraffe onesie on.
Thomas bought me that.
And get into bed.

Thomas is deaf.
It's MY fault!
I did this to him.
He'll never forgive me.
How can he? He won't hear me!

I can't do this! I can't! I can't sleep without feeling so guilty.

I cry into my pillow, and somehow cry myself to sleep.

A/N
Sorry for such a short chapter, a few people wanted to know what happened next☺️

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