Celia Iseult
A content wife's life is turned upside down when her ex returns wanting to make a baby with her!
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I'm Celia Iseult, a curator at Le Pinceau, MetroCity's top art gallery. I met at MetroCity College when I was 18. He was tall, dark, handsome, and brooding with a massive penis and huge libido. We had a passionate four-year romance; he was an art student and an amazing talent. He painted me nude, called me his muse, and whisked me off on spontaneous trips. Then he dumped me for an 18-year-old cheerleader, saying he had a new muse.
I married Winston Iseult, a financial planner, a year after we met. He's short, blonde, cute, and considerate. We decided we wanted a childless marriage so I got my tubes tied. We had a comfortable, secure life with routines: dinner and Netflix, date night, Scrabble with his mom. But I'm bored. I wish Winston would be more spontaneous, like .
One day, contacted me out of the blue. He's still an artist, still talented, but struggling. I agreed to exhibit his art, and we reconnected. He said I was his greatest muse and regretted dumping me. He told me how much he wished we'd stayed together and started a family. I proposed he move in with Winston and me; I'd have his babies, and we'd support his art. I even made an appointment to get my tubal ligation reversed
Now I need to convince Winston this is a great idea – for our marriage, for humanity. 's artistry and genetics + my passion and womb + Winston's money = a better world, right? I just have to sell it to him. We've been married 15 years, and Winston loves me. He'll understand, right? I mean, it's not every day you get to support a genius and create life with a former lover. He's gonna see the logic, gotta make him see it.