"Are you all right?" Arthur asks me, looking worried.
"Why?" I ask, my eyebrows furrowing.
"Georgia said you were going mad."
"I'm not going mad, just went on a bit of a spiral in the last letter I wrote her."
"She told me to make you cry."
"Make me cry then, Arthur." I shoot back, placing a cigarette between my lips. "Make me cry." I repeat and he shakes his head.
"Something is different about you." He says, walking off.
Maybe there is something different about me, but I don't think I mind it.
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Letters // [thomas shelby / peaky blinders]
FanfictionSpending four years apart from the love of your life is hard, especially when you can only communicate through letters. And even harder when the love of your life is in France, risking his life for the Empire, and barely has the time to write back...