Your name is “Isabella Aurora Elizabeth Hadid” 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

Drew sat beside his sister, Brooke, who had your and Drew’s four-year-old daughter, Charlotte Bella Hadid Starkey on her lap. Your two-year-old son, Louis Theodore Hadid Starkey, was sitting comfortably on Drew’s lap. They were spending the afternoon together, enjoying some quality family time. They were close enough to you to share in the laughter and excitement that filled the room as everyone caught up.

While Drew and Brooke chatted, their attention would often flicker toward Charlotte, who was playing with her toy in her own little world. Louis was snuggled into Drew, his sleepy eyes glancing up at him occasionally. Drew smiled at how much the two little ones had grown since their early days Charlotte now speaking full sentences, and Louis already had starting to walk for a while and speaks so good. both of them showing the undeniable signs of their famous parents.

Though things had been complicated in the past, with time, both you and Drew had grown stronger together as co-parents. Your and Drew’s families had come together, and your kids had grown up surrounded by love and support. Despite the ups and downs of your relationship, nothing mattered as much anymore as the present—being here with your children.

As you shared the moment with Drew, there was still that familiar connection between you both, an unspoken bond that neither of you had ever completely lost. Your kids, growing up with both families around, had become a testament to that—Charlotte, already known by the public, and Louis, still private and protected from the media’s watchful eyes due to your and Drew’s fame. But for now, this quiet moment was all about family.