Christmas in this city is something magical if you know the right places to find it: the small shop where you can have hot chocolate just like the one they serve in France, or walking through the narrow sidewalk where you can see musical students playing piano with a warm light on, or the small coffee shops which not everyone knows about, that hold a lot of special stories from the most interesting people you might ever meet. i think every city has such places. these places make us. they make our memories, they are cracks on our broken hearts.
You might wonder where did I find all of this. Well, I didn't, she did. She showed me all of it while we were walking together, hand in hand. Her beautiful eyes shining and her pulse beating rapidly in my hand. A passion in her voice and a love towards everything and everyone. That was when I realised just how much I was in love with her. That was when I kissed her with all the love inside of me. That was when I knew: I'd never let her go.
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Fire to the rain (Tom Hiddleston X Reader)
FanfictionYour life was in ruins. That was it. You were the most miserable person as you thought that nothing can save you. But at the breaking point of your life Tom appeared right on your way and saved the day. Or did he?
