Stephen Curry imagines

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Emilia.
The luckiest girl in the world.
Stephen Curry's girlfriend of a year.
How could you not envy her?

I sat on our bathroom floor crying my eyes out like I have been every day for the past 3 weeks.
Stephen and I no longer have a private relationship thanks to an "inside source" who told tmz we were together and then we were spotted together on the beach one night where we thought we were alone.

I thought things would get easier after people found out, no more sneaking around, no more having to be careful what we comment on each other's posts, we no longer have to worry about somebody spotting the other in our pictures.

I was wrong. So horribly horribly wrong.

Stephen and I got together in late 2019 so in March of 2020 when Covid started we decided to quarantine together. We ate amazing food, laid on the couch, and watched movies all day for months.
The only issue is gyms were closed due to the rapidly spreading virus and I didn't have a private arena to workout in like Stephen did.

So I gained roughly 30 pounds in the time we were stuck inside together.
I didn't see it as an issue at the moment because nobody was there to point it out and we didn't take pictures where I noticed the new obvious weight.

Stephen never pointed it out because he was in love with the change, it showed everywhere how much he liked the extra pounds.
We were a close couple before but during quarantine he wouldn't keep his hands off of me while we were laying around, it's like he couldn't get enough.
And when we were in the bedroom he would kiss all over every part of my body, he could spend hours doing it and I don't think it would've bothered him at all, he probably would've taken it as a reward.

But not me, I see it as an issue, I see it as me letting myself go.
None of my clothes fit from before I don't even own a pair of jeans that can button and every shirt that was somewhat loose on me now hugs me like spandex.
I noticed it after a picture was posted of me with Stephen our first time out since the lockdown, it bothered me.
But what really got me was the number of people that wouldn't let it go.

People were posting pictures of me before when they thought me and Stephen were hanging out as friends vs me know.
They would circle all of the areas that are now noticeably larger in size, and the comments and remarks people make are just cruel.
I even get DMs from people who feel the need to bully me directly.

Stephen hasn't noticed the online hate because he hasn't really been on Instagram and he hates Twitter but after I saw one post I just had to keep looking.
Instagram accounts are shamming the new weight I have found and dragging me through the mud for making Stephen look bad.

I didn't know how to bring it up to Stephen so instead, I have found my mental release by crying in the bathroom by myself 4 to 5 times a day because I just can't take it.
I can't tell him about this or he will think I'm crazy and I can't take any more criticism or I will break.

I came in here to get ready for his game an hour ago and I'm still sitting on the floor in my pajamas because I'm afraid to try any clothes on and if I actually find some I'm afraid of what people will say about it because nothing is gonna fit me the same.

There was a gentle knock on the bathroom door which I knew was Stephen.
"Baby I'm headed out, I love you"

Another tear fell down my face when he said that. All I can think about were what people were saying about us I couldn't even focus on him.
"How could he love that" and other comments that resemble that one came to mind. How could he?

He knocked again after I didn't respond "honey?"

I quickly wiped the tears from my eyes "what?"