Your mind was your worst enemy, every day was a constant battle in which you tried not to be so hard on yourself despite the feeling of insecurity that invaded you every time your eyes accidentally caught your reflection while walking down the street, or the panic in your gaze hidden behind a smile when a camera pointed in your direction, because you knew that the result of that harmless photo would cause negative thoughts to assault your mind for days to come.

And even if, on occasion, you heard the pleasant sound of a compliment from your friends or boyfriend, it was quickly overshadowed by a voice in your head that convinced you that those words were nothing more than lies born out of pity for you.

Today was another one of those days when you found it hard to look at yourself in the mirror hanging on the wall of your bedroom, unable to stop the destructive criticisms you had inside your head about every part of your body you saw a flaw in, you were so self-absorbed that you didn't even notice the noise your boyfriend's boots were making as they entered the room.

Looking at you, Leon knew immediately what was wrong with you, a soft empathetic sigh filled the room. He just wished you could see yourself through his eyes so he could take all those thoughts away from you.

He approached you from behind with soft steps, his eyes fixed on your figure so precious to him. "Honey... Is everything all right? Tell me what's wrong." His voice was full of affection, with a gentle touch his hands brushed your shoulders to comfort you.