Your name is “Mia Elizabeth Starkey” They always called you “Elli” or “Starkey” They rarely called you “Mia.” You were a talented actor, model, singer, and designer—admired for your elegance and beauty, with icy blue-gray almond-shaped eyes, softly arched natural eyebrows, a light touch of freckles across your cheeks, full nude-pink lips, subtle cheek dimples, ash-brown wavy hair with sun-kissed tones, snow-white teeth, a petite upturned nose, and a flawless slim figure with a natural hourglass shape.

You and Drew had the kind of love story people dreamed about. It all started on the set of Outer Banks — a simple friendship that grew into something so much deeper. After three years of dating, Drew had gotten down on one knee, and one year ago, you had become “Mia Elizabeth Starkey.” The name still made your heart flutter every time you heard it. You and Drew were Hollywood’s IT couple — the ones everyone adored. Paparazzi couldn’t get enough of you two, fans flooded your social media with love, and even industry insiders couldn’t deny how real and unbreakable your bond was. But beyond all the fame and flashing cameras, what mattered most was how comfortable you were with each other. You were each other’s home.

Your families were just as close as the two of you — holidays, birthdays, vacations, they did it all together. There was never a line between yours and his; it was just one big, blended, loving family.

Today was one of those perfect, simple days. You were at the beach with Drew, his best friend “Brandon Flynn,” and his younger brother “Logan Starkey.” The sun was high, the ocean breeze was cool, and the laughter never stopped. The whole time, Brandon and Logan couldn’t resist teasing you. Every little thing you did — whether it was getting splashed by a wave, trying and failing to balance on the surfboard, or the way you stole Drew’s hat to shield yourself from the sun — they teased you endlessly.

Meanwhile, your 6-month-old daughter, “Evelyn Leonore Starkey”, sat happily in the sand with a tiny bucket and shovel, babbling to herself as she patted the ground. Every so often, Drew would glance over, eyes softening instantly at the sight of her — the little girl who somehow had his eyes and your smile, and already had him completely wrapped around her tiny fingers.