Luna's POV:
3 months later
"Hello peopleeee" I waltz into the dressing room as the group is rejuvenating after their set. We're back in Rome, well we have been since a couple of weeks. The tour is coming to an end so the last couple shows are back in our hometown.
I've joined the band for the last couple of months of tour since I decided to take a break from modelling. It paid well and was fun for the most part but I decided it really wasn't for me. I had enough saved up from the coffee shop I used to work at and my parents would update my bank account ever so often.
My parents.
One thing I don't think I've talked about ever, with anyone.
You see I don't really have a relationship with them enough to call them my parents, so I'm not even sure where to start.
My parents split up when I was about 5, my mom left my dad when she found out he was having an affair with his secretary, pretty cliche.
Mom got intro drinking, and dad left to marry the secretary and have a family with her, 3 new kids. I don't talk to them either.
My mom eventually got sober and found a rich guy, I met him once or twice and he seems good for her, she's happier from what I know.
I alternated between houses until I was 12, then I stopped going to my dads. Seeing him and his new family started taking a toll on me, after all, what couldn't I do that the new kids did?
So I lived with my mom until I was 16. She got sober when I turned 17. But I had already moved out by then.
I completed the rest of high school online, as my school felt too bad about my family situation and let me take online courses instead. I finished them at 16, moved out right after.
I moved to Rome one night, kind of an abrupt decision. I didn't tell my mom. I don't think she was sober enough to notice. She noticed when I was 17.
I found the old coffee shop and started working their full time. I met the owner Clara, a kind lady in her 30's. She also had a hard time growing up I think, because she was more of a mother to me than my mom was.
I rented out her old apartment for sale, she had told me "Rome is for you. Stay here" so I listened.
I continued at the shop for 4 years...and you know how I stopped.
Clara doesn't work at the shop anymore, but her niece runs it I think. When I told her I was quitting she said I was welcome to come back any time.
I continued contact with my mom after she got sober, we don't talk a lot but significantly enough. My dad on the other hand, just sends money when he feels like it. But hey, it's better than nothing.
The past couple of months have been really good. Good for my health, physical and mental wise. I think I've learnt to separate myself from the band, at a healthy level at least.
I used to always feel like I'm just a leverage for them, but I'm slowly realizing I'm my own person.
Damiano and I's relationship has gotten better, we still fight here and there but it's going slow and steady. I knew he couldn't handle a relationship after Giorgia for a while, but I respect that.
