Muscles and Six Packs Won't Feed Us, Babe

When I first met Kevin, every girl turned to look at him.

He had broad shoulders.

A perfect smile.

A body that looked like it belonged on a fitness magazine cover.

Walking beside him made me feel like I had won the lottery.

My friends envied me.

"You've found the perfect man," they would whisper.

I believed them.

Every morning he spent hours in the gym.

Protein shakes.

Strict diets.

Workout selfies.

Mirror pictures.

Thousands of followers flooded his social media with fire emojis and compliments.

But behind the perfect pictures was a reality no one could see.

Kevin had no job.

No business.

No savings.

Every date we went on...