Drew Starkey was the kind of man every girl dreamed of. A Hollywood heartthrob, one of the most famous and handsome actors alive. Girls everywhere were obsessed — posters on bedroom walls, fan accounts online, and endless screaming crowds whenever he stepped out. His face was on every screen, his charm unmatched.

Back in high school, before the flashing cameras and red carpets, Drew dated another rising star — Gigi Hadid. Their relationship was wild, young, and emotional. One night, a small accident led to something unexpected: they hooked up. And not long after, Gigi discovered she was pregnant.

Both their families — already close — were shocked but supportive. It was scary, but not sad. They were young, yes, but they had each other.

Months later, you were born.

Mia Josephine Starkey — the light of both your parents’ lives. Even as a baby, you lit up every room you entered. Drew would carry you everywhere, proudly. Gigi would dress you in the cutest outfits and post about you lovingly. They were in love, and for a while, everything felt right.

But when you were around 5 or 7 years old, something shifted. Drew and Gigi broke up. They had just grown apart. Too much pressure, too many arguments, too much chaos. It ended quickly, and it wasn’t easy.

After the breakup, you split your time between homes — part-time with your mom, part-time with your dad. But honestly? You always preferred being at Drew’s place. Also… there was Gigi’s new boyfriend — Bradley Cooper. A huge star. But he was nearly 20 years older than her, and something about it made you uncomfortable.

Now you’re 15 — stunning, confident, and smart. A perfect mix of both your parents. You’ve got your mom’s golden blonde hair and strong features, but your dad’s expressive blue eyes, button-straight nose, bright white teeth, and full lips. People say you’re gorgeous — the kind of beautiful that can’t be ignored — but to you, you’re just Mia.

Drew, now in a very public relationship with a famous actress — Odessa A’zion — is still your number one person. He and Odessa acted in so many films together that people started shipping them before they even confirmed anything. Now? They’re together for real. And they even have a daughter — Olivia Grace Starkey.

You and Olivia? It’s complicated.

She’s younger than you, she’s 7, but always in your stuff. Always taking your favorite shirts or messing with your makeup. She breaks things without meaning to, but it drives you crazy. You argue a lot — like sisters do — and sometimes it gets loud. But Drew and Odessa mostly laugh about it. Odessa always steps in gently, trying to help.

Surprisingly, you and Odessa get along pretty well. She never tried to be your “stepmom,” and maybe that’s why it worked. She treated you like her own daughter, but never forced anything. She respected your space. Your relationship with her is… normal. Not super close, not cold either. Just real.

And now? Here you all are — Drew, Odessa, Olivia, and you — sitting on the couch. You’re glued to your phone, of course — TikTok, Instagram, maybe texting your best friend. Olivia is next to you, chewing on something she probably stole from the kitchen. Odessa’s half asleep, Drew was at the kitchen counter, arms crossed, watching. Then came the voice — sharp, loud, and serious.

“Mia. Put. The phone. Down.”

You just glanced up from your phone with that same bored expression — like it was nothing. You didn’t move. Didn’t blink. Just lifted your eyes with slow defiance, thumb still scrolling like his words were background noise.

“Just five more minutes.”

“I said now.”

You sighed, slow and annoyed, and didn’t move. Drew stepped closer, snatching the phone from your hands in one clean, practiced move. You gasped, shooting up from the couch.

“Dad! What the hell?!”

you snapped, your voice rising with disbelief Drew turned around so fast it was like a switch had flipped. His eyes locked onto yours

“Watch your mouth, And don’t raise your voice at me.”