Thomas learning that you've passed away.
A man in a wearing a black fedora and prestine suit approached Thomas.
"Are you Thomas Jerome Newton?" The man asked. Thomas gave a neutral look and nodded. "Yes I am. Who are you?" He asked. The man shook his head and said sternly "Doesn't matter, sir. I've come to inform you that your girlfriend (Y/n) (L/n) has sadly passed away." Thomas stares at the man in silence and the man walks away. Thomas eyes fill with sadness and despair.
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