I can't believe I relived my entire life. And now, standing outside the Hub for the "first" time, it's hard not to cry. This building was destroyed, almost taking the entire team with it. So many memories were lost that night.
It still breaks my heart to think about it.
Ugh, why did I have to come to Victorian Cardiff? The shirts are itchy, the streets are unclean and I miss having a proper bed.
But for Ianto, I'm sure the wait will be worth it.
YOU ARE READING
Letters To Ianto (Janto Angst)
FanfictionThis is a prequel to Torchwood Is My Home that needs to be read AFTERWARDS :) A collection of letters that Jack wrote to Ianto (Post CoE)
