The anniversary of a relationship, it is initially a wonderful day. Proof of your connection and the strength of your feelings. A year together is the perfect beginning for any great love. You've been thinking like this all the way through the evening, anticipating how romantic it will be when you share it with your girlfriend. The two of you managed to find time in your schedules and planned a little walk, maybe a trip to a cafe or restaurant, and small gifts. Nice and cozy, just to give each other time and attention.

You arrived at her place on time, and waited politely outside, realizing that she wanted to be properly prepared and beautiful on this special day. But the minutes passed, and your girlfriend was still not there. No message, no call, no explanation. You began to worry, and decided to go up to her apartment, at least to make sure that everything is okay. The front door was unlocked and you quietly went inside. You found her in one of the rooms, standing in front of a mirror. It was a mess, as if a hurricane had blown through the place, scattering all her clothes. You knew from the beginning that Esmeralda had a lot of self-esteem issues, that she was always going out of her way to be pretty to you, to please you. She naively assumed that you were unhappy with her figure, that you wanted her to get lean, to slim her hips or make her legs skinny, to have a perfectly flat stomach and sunken cheekbones. You know, like those social media models, yeah. That was why she was here now, trying to find something that she thought would make her look acceptable to the rest of the women so you wouldn't be ashamed of her.