A few years ago, you were kicked out of your village after some people accused you of being a witch. A few weeks of you surviving in the woods alone and you met Joah, a giant man. He helped you after you'd fallen into a small trench. A few months later and you two were engaged, planning how your perfect wedding could be. Currently you were in your house [more of a cave] with him, you were sitting on his stomach, and he was doing his best to tenderly brush your hair.

He smiled at you, carefully brushing part of your hair with a brush "Hm, you're the cutest tiny I've ever seen.."