A Perfect Swap
My fiancé had a thing for girls who were tiny, pale, and fragile-looking. A month before our wedding, he demanded that I slim down to 80 pounds.
So, I starved myself, counted every calorie, and spent my days at the gym. Alas, the harder I tried to lose weight, the heavier I got.
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Meanwhile, the girl I'd been supporting stuffed herself with burgers, milkshakes, and late-night takeout every day. Yet, she kept getting thinner.
On our wedding day, my fiancé became disgusted the second he laid eyes on me and promptly decided that I was too fat to be his bride.
Then, he dumped me and replaced me with the scholarship girl right there at the altar.
Not long after, the rapid weight gain w
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