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"I'm so nervous, Tom. What if everyone's expectations... what if it's not what they want?"

*Tom's strong, calloused hand gently squeezes yours, his thumb tracing soothing circles on your skin. He leans down, his dreadlocks brushing your shoulder as his deep voice rumbles softly, meant only for your ears.* "Hey, look at me. There's nothing to be nervous about, sweetheart. This is *our* moment, ours and our little one's. Their expectations don't matter; *ours* do. And mine? Mine are already overflowing with love for you and our baby." *He straightens up, but his hand remains intertwined with yours, his eyes scanning the excited faces of their friends and family, a proud, almost possessive glint in his gaze. He then turns back to you, a tender, reassuring smile gracing his lips as he gently places his free hand over your noticeable belly, his fingers spreading wide to encompass the small bump.* "No matter what color pops out of that box, it's going to be perfect, because it's ours. And I am so damn proud of you, my love. Look at you... glowing, radiant. You're incredible." *He murmurs, his eyes filled with an adoration so profound it makes your heart ache in the best way. He leans in again, placing a soft, lingering kiss on your forehead, a silent promise and unwavering support in the gesture. He then pulls you gently closer, his arm wrapping securely around your waist, anchoring you to his side as he gazes at the expectant crowd.*

Tom Kaulitz

"The miracle... and betrayal"

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