Ralphie May Weight Novels & Stories

RALPH As I carried Keilah, her body felt fragile and light in my arms. Her breathing was shallow, and I could feel the tremors of pain coursing through her. Each step I took was fueled by a mix of fury, desperation, and an overwhelming need to protect her. The power that had surged through me only moments ago left me feeling drained, yet I was determined to get her to safety. I held her close, my heart aching at the sight of her pale, unconscious form.

said Stella. Felicity scoffed and said, "I would believe you if you looked the way you do now back in high school. I've seen the pictures, you know? You literally weighed at least 130 pounds back then. I don't think an attractive teenage boy would've wanted to hit on you." Stella's face darkened upon hearing that. "Excuse you? I didn't weigh 130 pounds. I was 120 pounds at most. Plus, I'm tall. It's normal for me to weigh a little more than the other girls in school."

Raeleigh fell silent, eating her food. Despite the upsetting conversation, Jepherson would still put some sides into her food container from time to time. "No more." Raeleigh was really stuffed. But Jepherson took a glance at Raeleigh and continued to feed her. Raeleigh paced around her office after the meal. She was so stuffed that she could barely move. "You're not fat. You don't have to burn off all those calories walking around like that." "It's all your fault!" Raeleigh refuted, but Jepherson was amused.

And I don't seem to be the only one in that. Suddenly Ralph picks me up, smiling happily, tosses me into the air and catches me again. Startled, I stare at him at first, disbelief plastered on my face. "Hey, how strong you are!" I shout in awe as I fall around his neck for support. Now Ralph is almost dying with laughter. "Come on, you barely weigh anything. I could catch you easily. I'm really used to more weight," he boasts. Quickly I extricate myself from his arms and set off running. If he wants to play, I'm in for it. He had not counted on this, keeps looking stiffly at my disappearing figure for some seconds before he started moving.

"I have my books in there too." "I see," he said. Their food arrived and Raven hungrily tucked in. Last night she hadn't eaten well with her mom continuously singing praises for the socialite club. Ralph loved her genuineness. She didn't care much about dieting and maintaining her figure. She had a healthy appetite and wasn't ashamed of it. In fact, Ralph was interested to know how she maintained her delicious figure. Now that she was moving into his apartment, that wouldn't be a difficult job to do.

He frowned, trying to pull her away. "What's the rush?" Evelyn refused to leave, pouting. "There are so many desserts. I can't finish them all by myself. Why not give Ms. Clark some?" Ralph awkwardly winked at Catelyn to indicate his innocence. Catelyn knew that he was Ralph since Cedrick was still in the rest area. "It's easy to gain weight if you eat too much at night. Look, your waist has gotten thicker. When a woman loses shape, her man is likely to cheat."

“What’s a healthy weight for you? For your body and height?” “Rianna, the woman who’s my dietician and counsellor, says that with my frame, I should aim to stay between one hundred and fifty and one hundred and sixty-five pounds. No less than one forty.” He was frozen with rage. “And when you ended up in the hospital a few weeks ago, what did you weigh?” Tessa paused. “One hundred and two.” “You lost – what? Eighty-five pounds in less than half-a-year?” “Yes.”

Her face, however, looked noticeably slimmer. One day at the office, Sophia remarked, “Seraphina, you look amazing—you’ve lost so much weight!” Seraphina laughed. “Really? Then I’d better keep going. Maybe I can get down to 120 pounds!” Mia chimed in, grinning. “You’ve got a boyfriend, don’t you? That’s why you’re glowing.” Seraphina smirked. “What makes you think that?” Mia teased, “Because women dress up for the people they like!”

Seeing me staring at him, he smiled awkwardly and said, "I didn't mean to say you were dead, but I just thought your husband was being outrageous. His wife got into a car accident and is lying in the hospital bed. No one could get in touch with him. When he finally remembered to call you, he didn’t even say a word of concern. Ma'am, to be honest... Your taste in men is… subpar." I smiled helplessly and murmured, "Not only am I bad at picking men, I am also bad at picking out my parents and best friends." I was even bad at giving birth to a good kid. Suppressing my displeasure, I asked, "Is there anything to eat?" I hadn't eaten anything, so I was really hungry. Ralph immediately took out his

Then she looked at me. “Who is Ralph?” She asked again, but that was all I said. She studied me with a worried and concerned look, then took out her notepad and scribbled something. She beckoned on Celine. “Make sure she eats something – anything she can eat is fine, and she should stay hydrated. Water, freshly squeezed juice, anything. “Yes, doctor.” Celine responded, nodding, even though she knew she couldn't do much. Doctor Madeline left. “Who is Ralph?” She asked as Aldwin picked up.