The decision was made at 3:17 AM, in a hospital hallway still vibrating with fluorescent light and fear. Damiano didn't raise his voice. He didn't even look shaken anymore. He just said the words that would change their lives:
"We're leaving Italy. Tonight. No one can know."
Måneskin didn't hesitate for a second. Ethan was the first to answer.
"Where are we going?"
Damiano glanced through the glass window where Estrella slept in her incubator, her tiny chest rising with stronger, steadier movements than ever before.
"Japan."
Victoria leaned back in shock.
"Japan? That's… insane."
"It's the only place the label can't reach us fast," he said.
"And the only place where the press doesn't know our every breath."
Silence. Then Thomas nodded slowly.
"Then we go with you."
No hesitation. No doubt.
Just loyalty.
THE WORLD FINDS OUT
Despite the secrecy, the news leaked within hours—not the destination, but the escape itself.
#PrayForAaliyah
#SaveEstrella
#ProtectDamiano
#ItalyFailedThem
Every language. Every country.
Talk shows were screaming.
Twitter was burning.
Newspapers were calling it "The Midnight Disappearance."
People weren't divided anymore—
They were united, furious, protective, ready to defend the little family that had survived the impossible.
DAMIANO'S MOTHER FACES THE CONSEQUENCES
While the world rallied behind them, Damiano's mother faced something she never expected: silence.
Not support.
Not pity.
Silence.
Her interviews disappeared from every platform.
Her "friends" stopped answering calls.
Her accusations were labeled "false, damaging, and potentially criminal."
Sponsors dropped her.
Agents cut ties.
She was left alone with her bitterness—
and the realization that this time, she had gone too far.
ESTRELLA RECOVERS
Meanwhile, inside the hospital, the miracle finally came.
Estrella's heart rate strengthened.
Her oxygen stabilized.
Her tiny fingers curled around the nurse's glove with surprising force.
The doctor entered the room with a smile that Damiano had been begging the universe to see.
"She's fully recovering," he announced.
"Your daughter is strong. Very strong."
Damiano broke. Quietly, silently—
his forehead pressed to the incubator.
"Estrella… you're really staying with us."
Måneskin stood behind him, hands on his shoulders, forming a protective circle around the smallest member of their family.
AALIYAH BEGINS TO WAKE AGAIN
Hours later, Winona noticed the change first.
A twitch.
A breath.
A soft sound.
She grabbed Dylan's arm.
"Dylan… she's reacting."
Damiano was already running before the words fully registered.
He burst into the room just as Aaliyah's fingers moved—slow, trembling, but alive.
Her eyelids lifted, weak but fighting.
Her voice was barely there.
"…Estrella…?"
Damiano collapsed into the chair beside her, taking her hand as if it were the only real thing in the world.
"She's okay," he whispered. "Our daughter is okay."
And for the first time in weeks—
Aaliyah exhaled without fear.