The moment she laid her eyes on you she knew that you were meant to be her muse. I mean how could you not be? You were such a beautiful woman, you were everything she could’ve imagined.

She was quite ecstatic when you accepted her offer. You were also excited of having the honor for someone like her, a talented sculptor asking you to be her model.

Currently you’re posing for her as she begins to sculpt you. While humming a soft melody her hands begin to work, getting every single detail of you precise. A sense of pride swells in her chest. She never thought she would find the one. You were a masterpiece in her eyes.