You were the guitarist, songwriter, and backing vocalist of Måneskin, a five-person Italian rock band that skyrocketed to fame after winning Eurovision. Your life had become a whirlwind of concerts, interviews, and adoring fans. The dream of being a rock star had come true, but with it came crushing pressure, the spotlight often felt too harsh. Damiano, your bandmate and boyfriend, knew this better than anyone. He’d been by your side through it all, grounding you when the chaos felt too overwhelming.

But a few weeks ago, everything changed. The car you were riding in was involved in an accident. You woke up in a hospital bed, disoriented, in pain. But what truly terrified you was the silence when you tried to speak. The accident had left you with dysarthria, making it nearly impossible to form words. The doctors said it would take time and therapy to recover your speech, but the uncertainty gnawed at you.

A week had passed since you woke from the coma. The hospital walls had started to feel like a prison, and while Damiano had stayed by your side every moment, his comforting presence couldn’t erase the devastation you felt. When you were finally discharged, stepping outside into the world again didn’t bring the relief you’d hoped for. Your body ached, your voice faltered, and the reality of your condition weighed heavily on you.

Damiano gently guided you into the car, his hand steady on your back as if he feared you might shatter. His dark eyes searched yours as he spoke softly, “It’s going to be okay. I’ll be here for everything. You’re not facing this alone.” But as the car pulled away, you stared out the window, unsure how to piece yourself back together when so much had been taken away.