Your name is “Mia Valentina Estelle Starkey” but everyone was calling you “Estelle” 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

Today, you, Drew, and your children were all at home, just spending a cozy day in the house. The kids were scattered across the living room—some playing, some arguing, some laughing—but it was the usual kind of chaos that filled your house with love and noise.

“Stop crying Louis I’m not doing anything”

Drew sighed softly as he tried to calm down little Louis, who had just started crying again for no reason at all. Drew sat with him on the couch, bouncing him gently in his arms. You were in the kitchen fixing snacks while keeping one ear open for whatever madness was going down in the other room. You and Drew had been married for seven years now, and through every phase—early parenthood, more babies, more chaos fame—but you both were still madly in love. Both of you were insanely famous—power couple level famous

The twins, “Evelyn Elizabeth Starkey” and “Theodore Alexander Starkey”—or as everyone called them, Evelyn and Theo—were now 14. You had them young, but they were your and Drew’s whole heart, always a little dramatic and too smart for their own good. Evelyn was on her phone scrolling through fashion inspo while Theo kept tossing a cushion at her to get her attention. Drew’s your middle child, “Isabelle Leonora Starkey” was lying on the floor with her sketchbook, humming softly as she doodled something. She was so quiet compared to the twins—but always watching, always thinking. And finally, there was “Louis Matthew Starkey“—your and Drew’s one-year-old boy. Drew looked over at you with a smile as Louis finally quieted down in his arms.