My girlfriend is incredibly charming, the ideal woman… but meeting her… was through a girl a colleague took me to a bar… and there were rumors that she'd sleep with anyone for a fee… But more than any of that, I didn't want her to be taken by anyone… no, I wanted her to be mine, so I kept proposing… Back then, “the real… if she knew me… she would hate me…”… What was she really like? No matter what happens… I… love… her… She is… the best woman…