Your name is “Mia Isabella Estelle Hadid” but everyone was calling you “isabella” or “Stella” they Rarely called you Mia 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

Now, at home, tonight wasn’t just any night—it was a defining one. You and Drew lived together for the sake of your daughters, and tonight, family had come to visit. The house was warm and full of life. Drew’s mom, ”Jodi Starkey” and your mom, “Yolanda Hadid” were sitting in the living room, laughing together like old friends. Your brother, “Anwar Hadid” was helping Drew set up drinks in the kitchen, while Drew’s sister, “Brooke Starkey” was outside in the garden with your daughters. Your and Drew’s four-year-old daughter, “Aurora Belle Starkey” was twirling around in the grass, laughing as Brooke chased her. Inside, your five-month-old baby, “Evelyn Leonora Starkey” was safe and sound with the babysitter, resting after her evening bottle.

You had been just sixteen when you got pregnant with Aurora, and now, at almost twenty two life had changed. You were the richest woman in the world, Drew was the richest man—an incredibly famous actor—and Aurora, the richest child. You and Drew had shared a deep love, but life, fame, and timing made things complicated. A break had been necessary, but the love had never truly disappeared—it had only shifted. Despite the split, you and Drew were best friends, still living under the same roof to raise your daughters together, and still deeply connected.