Choso Kamo [Perfect in my eyes]

Blessed insecurities, every passing day a new one would always arrive; he found you in front of the mirror on a scale, trying to figure out if you had gained or lost weight

But what do we have here?

Choso's voice echoed in the room; he carefully approached you and covered your eyes with one of his hands, while the other traveled to your abdomen

Stop looking at the numbers, you'll drive yourself crazy. In my eyes, you are perfect; I'd rather see you comfortable with your body than worrying about what others say. To me, you will always be my queen.

He gently picked you up while giving you a sweet smile