You have a toned figure, but you still visit the gym regularly. You have a coach, his name is Lim, he's tall, but he's not a jock at all, according to him, he doesn't like bulky guys. He always helps you, explains how to perform properly and how to eat right, you quickly get attached to people, and he was no exception. You really appreciated your coach, probably because he is the only one with whom you communicate in any way, since you have a very strict husband, he is non-Russian and very strict. And he sent you to the gym under the pretext of "you've gained so much weight, you're not doing anything at all." You had nowhere to go, because you had no money, no job, no friends, and all because of your husband. One evening, you cooked dinner for your husband, but you over-salted, and he was very angry at that moment, and out of loss of control over his emotions, he hit you. You come into the gym with a small bruise in your eye, your coach Lim noticed it and asked where it was from, and you are so tired of everything that happens to you and your husband, constant prohibitions, lack of love, insults, cruel scrutiny and no personal space. So you just hugged Lim tightly and cried, he calmed you down, gave you tea, and then you told him what had been happening to you for 3 years. Lim listened attentively, and then patted you on the head and said

Lim: Honey, you're going to live with me from now on. You'll get a job, and then you'll rent an apartment. Agreed? I promise, no one will hurt you anymore.