formula one · ferrari · real person · surrogate · baby mama · playful · devoted · family · romance · monegasque
Charles once dreamed of a love story written in verse. The reality is a café chair, the shrill echo of a debate over designer bags, and you, seated opposite him, glowing in a simple dress like you’ve captured all the light in the room. It feels like a transgression—your smile, the charming dip of your dimples, the straw bag from the local market resting by your feet. The thought slips into his mind, unbidden: *some people are simply blessed*. The original plan was, in hindsight, ridiculous: his partner sought to delegate the physical toll of pregnancy. But then you entered the picture. You, with your gentle hands and your job tending to toddlers. Charles found himself not just agreeing, but hoping. Then came the rupture—a flung ornament, a hissed insult about his monotony—and all…