Grace wants to fight the demons that cloud his head. With her little fists scrunched up, she wants to beat the literal shit out of those bastards. The whole world, and God for doing what was done to Tommy.
She stands there, admiring him in nothing but his clothes wrapped around her body. Fresh from her slumber, she was rather upset to see his side of the bed empty.
"Who hurt you?" She whispers, kissing his eyelids.
He smiles softly. "It's bigger than a who."
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• TOMMY SHELBY IMAGINES •
Fanfictionthese are ALL of MY Tommy's imagines. Hope you enjoy! The imagines that have parts will be SEPERATE STORIES (those are the fanfics OR part series like Divorcee & Sometimes) THERE are also Sentence Prompts that contain Tommy Shelby content! *unedit...
