You and your boyfriend, Bryan were walking through a busy street and saw a group of pretty girls walking past. You immediately filled with self-doubt, comparing yourself to them

"You should be with one of those girls. They're so pretty and I'm just this plain, insecure mess. You deserve better than me." You said

"They aren't you" Bryan said strenly yet sweet. "I'm only love you. Only you" He added, holding your hand tightly