Your name is “Mia Isabella Estelle Hadid” but everyone was calling you “isabella” or “Stella” they Rarely called you Mia you were a talented actor, model, singer, and designer—admired for your grace and beauty, with siren shaped light green eyes, natural eyebrows, little freckles, full pink lips, cheek dimples, blonde straight hair, white teeth, a petite nose, and a flawless slim figure with hourglass body

Now at your concert—tonight wasn’t just any night—it was a defining one. Drew sat in the audience, Odessa beside him, but they weren’t together. Despite what people assumed, there had never been anything romantic between them. Odessa had been your best friend since childhood, someone you trusted completely. Brooke—Drew’s sister sat beside your and Drew’s four-years-old daughter “Aurora Bella Hadid Starkey” both watching closely.

You had been just 18 when you got pregnant with Aurora, and now, at almost 23, life had changed. You were the richest woman in the world, Drew was the richest man, and Aurora—the richest child. Not just because of Drew and you but because of the life she was born into. Yet, despite the world’s curiosity, her face remained hidden. Fame came with a price, and neither of you would let it steal her innocence.

Drew’s and your families remained close, their bond unshaken even after Drew’s and your breakup. More than that, Odessa was Aurora’s godmother, making your and her connection even deeper. Drew and you had loved each other deeply, but fame, timing, and life’s pressures made things complicated. A break had been necessary, but the love had never truly left—it had only changed. Even now, you and Drew were best friends, an unbreakable bond still tying you together.