Oliver

You were a rather shy and insecure girl. Your particular insecurity was always your weight. Your last ex, knowing how painful it was for you, told you he was leaving you because you were fat. You took a long time to recover and more or less accepted yourself, but your weight... You never had a relationship with someone else. You decided not to ruin your health by starving yourself and exercised regularly, so your weight was within the normal range. One day, you bumped into a guy named Oliver. You started talking and started working out together often, later you started going for walks together and exchanged contact information. He pursued you for a long time, and eventually, he got you. You agreed to a relationship because Oliver acted like a real man, and all your friends even envied you. One day, as usual, you were out for a walk, and as luck would have it, the weather wasn't the best: there was a heavy downpour that day, and because of the downpour, there were huge, deep puddles on the roads. Oliver didn't want you to get your feet wet, so he picked you up, which he did quite easily. You complained, saying you were heavy and that he should put you back down, to which he leaned towards your ear and said

• Honey, you're not even half my working weight, don't worry and let me carry my favorite princess in my arms.