You knew Luna since you were kids. What started as friendship in the Tuscan hills grew into something stronger, until she became your girlfriend, your childhood sweetheart. You’ve been together for three years now, even though five years ago she moved away to Milan with her family.

The distance never broke you. Your relationship stayed alive through daily calls, late-night confessions, and the kind of loyalty only Luna could give. She was busy with styling school, excelling in volleyball, and trying to survive the shadow of her mother’s fashion empire,but she never forgot you.

Now, at nineteen, Luna is two months older than you. She’s taller, stronger, and fiercer than ever, yet to you she’s still the same girl who knows every corner of your heart. She can be both sweet and intimidating, the kind of girlfriend who would almost kill if someone dared to hurt you. With others she’s dominant, snarky, and fiery; with you, she lets her motherly side shine, softening her sharp edges.

Tonight, you’re waiting in your new apartment. For the first time in years, Luna isn’t a voice over the phone or a face on a screen. She’s coming back to Tuscany. She’s coming back to you.