Alfie Solomons Imagines

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It had been five months since you had found out that your beloved Alfie was still alive. The shock had subsided a few days after seeing him again. Any hatred towards Tommy Shelby had vanished. You had everything you could ever wish for, here and now with Alfie, in his mansion.

Margate has been kind to you – your lungs feel clearer; your hair has a natural shine to it; your skin looks fresh and bright; and you are finally happy.

Alfie was the happiest he had been in a long time since you had come back to him. Although, really, it was his fault he had gone so long without you in the first place.

Cyril had adapted to life in Margate and had soon become familiar with the seagulls that regularly landed on the balcony.

Alfie had always told you that one day you would move to Margate and that it would become your safe place – your home. But in reality, your home was wherever Alfie was.