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

Drew’s relationship with Odessa remained intact, yet that never deterred him. He never hesitated, never showed regret. Now you and Drew were in hotel, The hotel room was a quiet refuge, dimly lit and hidden from the world. Odessa was at work, oblivious. She was a friend of yours. had been for a long time. The guilt should have been unbearable, but it wasn’t. It was buried under something stronger, something impossible to resist.

Your and Drew’s family were so close Gigi Hadid your older sister, was a world famous model and had a four-year-old daughter Khai Malik Hadid with Zayn Malik Bella Hadid your second sister, was also a top model, and Anwar Hadid your brother, had made a name for himself in acting. Drew’s parents Jodi Starkey and Tom Starkey Drew’s siblings Mackayla Starkey a talented actress and mother to one-year-old Lily Davila Starkey, Brooke Starkey a famous model, and Logan Starkey another well-known actress. They were always welcoming, never questioned a thing. They knew everything but not completely everything. To them, nothing had changed, but behind closed doors, everything had.

The world continued as usual. Odessa carried on, unaware. Drew played his part without faltering. And the nights in secrecy stretched on, bound by the certainty that neither was willing to let go. Now Drew sat on the couch, watching football with the volume low. Across the room, you were curled in bed wearing Victoria secret pajamas the glow of a phone screen flickered in the dim light. A scene of normalcy, wrapped in something forbidden.