After their run and stretching, they were heading back.
Eulalia was so hungry she felt like her stomach was about to eat itself. "I'm starving."
Grey said, "There's a breakfast cafe up ahead. What do you want to eat?"
Eulalia shook her head. "I don't want to eat out. I'll cook when we get back." She thought the hot-dog outside was too sweet, the fried donuts too greasy, and the bacon and eggs sandwiches were too much.
And then...
Grey looked at the large plate of boiled meat in front of him, then glanced at Eulalia's bowl with boiled vegetables and two eggs. He was silent for a moment.
"Are you sure you want to eat this?" He asked, looking at her. This woman usually liked food with heavy salt and greasy, but now... this?
"It's low in calories, the fastest way to lose weight." Eulalia, like a herbivorous tiger, shoved the vegetables into her mouth, chewing with a nonchalant expression.
Grey realized she was serious. She had really started controlling her diet. She had complained about being hungry several times a day and then silently got up to run the next morning.
After a week of eating light and exercising, Grey saw Eulalia step off the scale, laughing up at the sky.
"Hahaha! I lost two pounds, not bad, not bad. Keep it up."
Right after she said that, her stomach let out a loud growl, as if it were crying pitifully.
Grey thought... this couldn't be good...
As expected, the next day, he went about his usual routine, eating his meat, only to notice the woman eyeing the pieces in his bowl.
Three days later, while out for her morning run, Eulalia experienced a drop in blood sugar.
She kept running, but the world around her grew darker. Panting heavily, she thought, Why is the sky starting to darken...?
Her pace slowed further, and the darkness in her vision deepened.
Grey swiftly grabbed hold of the woman about to collapse, his pupils constricting. "Are you Okay..."
Eulalia gripped his arm tightly, her face turning ashen. "I... I feel like I'm going to throw up..."
But nothing came up.
In the next moment, she was swept up in his arms. Grey carried her, running swiftly toward the left, where a small clinic stood.
A moment later, both of them found themselves scolded by the doctor.
"Is this how you lose weight? Eating boiled vegetables? Can you eat boiled vegetables for your whole life? You're hurting your body."
The doctor looked at Grey. "And you! You're her boyfriend, right? Why aren't you keeping an eye on her, letting her do whatever she wants?"
Grey's expression grew serious. At this moment, his identity didn't matter. The doctor was right; he had chosen to listen to Eulalia's words and kept silent, but he still brought her to the hospital.
"Yes, Doctor, I'm sorry," Eulalia quickly apologized when she saw his expression.
The two left the clinic.
Grey lowered his gaze, his tone a little heavy. "I'm sorry."
"Hey, hey, hey, don't say that! It's not your fault!" Eulalia shook her head, sighed, and added, "Don't listen to the doctor, I was just too eager to succeed."
Grey, however, felt... he should have kept a better watch over her.
He remained silent the entire way.
When they arrived at the door, Eulalia apologized again, "It really wasn't your fault. Sorry the doctor said that to you."
"You're not fat..." Grey stared at her, but quickly shifted his gaze. "No need to lose weight, and stop eating so poorly."
"Mm, don't worry, I'm scared now, I won't do it again," Eulalia replied, but didn't take Grey's "not fat" comment seriously. Her aesthetic sense was different from Grey's.
Grey wanted to ask her why she wanted to lose weight, especially when she looked fine the way she was—cute even.
Then, by the next afternoon, he understood.
Eulalia wore the black velvet pearl-embellished gown she had bought last time, stepping into a pair of high heels. Her makeup was flawless, and she had applied a subtle matte pink lipstick.
Grey returned from outside, and as he opened the door, he saw the woman at the entryway, just having changed into her heels. His dark eyes widened slightly.
"Ah, you're back? I'm heading out."
Eulalia had lost six pounds this month, weighing 119 pounds. She wore a form-fitting long dress and high heels. Her body was less round, and she even looked somewhat slender.
Grey stared at her, unblinking. After a moment, he asked, "Where are you going?"
