𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘥, 𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦. "𝘞𝘩𝘢- 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥?" 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘴 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮.
𝘈 '𝘑𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘗𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘴' 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.
After the tragic loss of their mother, the two Molina daughters struggled to move past the death. They both grew up attached to her, spending a lot of time with her, writing songs, singing, and playing instruments together. Though when their mother died, they both found it hard to do those things, causing them to lose amazing opportunities because of it. One of them, Carolyne had always been an anxious person, it being something she grew up with and adjusted her life with it. After her mother's passing, she had troubles finding ways to cool her anxiety, since music and dance was the one escape from it. She just couldn't bring herself back to it, it was just a constant reminder that her mother was gone. Julie on the other hand, just found it hard to play in general. It wasn't her escape from anything, it was just something she correlated to her mother. Every time she'd almost preform, she'd breakdown and spiral, much like her sister. One day while cleaning out their mothers studio, something that had to be done so they could move, they play a CD that their mom used to play. Causing something life changing to happen.