The decision hit Damiano like a gravitational pull he could no longer fight:
He wanted to return to Italy.
Not alone—with his family.
With Aaliyah. With Estrella. And with Måneskin, who didn't hesitate even a second before agreeing.
Victoria: "If you go, we go."
Thomas: "We're not letting you fight anything alone again."
Ethan: quietly, watching Aaliyah "Yeah… we're with you."
The move felt like destiny calling them back, but Japan had changed them—especially Aaliyah, who stepped onto the stage again for the first time since the chaos, lighting the world on fire in ways nobody expected.
Her comeback was volcanic.
A Pop–Rock eruption.
Her voice stronger, rawer, sharpened by everything she survived.
And then came the moment that made the world scream:
Aaliyah x Måneskin — "STAR'S"
A global explosion.
A declaration of rebirth.
A roar of survival.
During a studio break, Estrella—now healthier, brighter, fuller of life—looked up from Aaliyah's arms and, for the first time ever…
She smiled.
Aaliyah gasped, tears rushing to her eyes.
Damiano froze.
Måneskin freaked out like uncles seeing magic.
Victoria: "OH MY GOD, SHE SMILED! SHE SMILED FOR REAL!"
Ethan: whispering, mesmerized "She's… beautiful."
But something in Ethan's expression changed that day.
Something soft.
Something dangerous.
His eyes lingered on Aaliyah a little too long.
A look that carried meaning he never said out loud.
A look he shouldn't have.
And Damiano noticed.
But he ignored it.
Too focused on the new pressure of returning to Italy.
Too focused on pleasing the label.
Too focused on being the perfect leader the band needed.
Especially when invitations for international award shows started rolling in.
Damiano accepted one without hesitation—time to rebuild Italian reputation, time to show he was back.
Aaliyah stayed at the hotel with Estrella.
Måneskin remained at rehearsals.
Damiano went alone.
Nothing unusual.
Perfectly normal.
Until it wasn't.
Because that night…
in a room full of spotlights, alcohol, and powerful industry figures…
Damiano made the biggest mistake of his life.
A woman—beautiful, confident, familiar with the chaos of fame—leaned close.
Too close.
He didn't pull away.
He didn't think.
Or maybe he did… and didn't care.
One kiss.
One moment.
One betrayal.
Something he couldn't undo.
Something that would shatter everything Aaliyah had rebuilt.
And while he fell into the worst decision he'd made in years…
Aaliyah, back in the hotel room, held Estrella in her lap, whispering:
Aaliyah: "We're finally going home, baby girl…
Italy will be different this time.
Your papa loves you so much."
In the shadows of the hallway, Ethan watched them—Aaliyah glowing in the soft lamp light, Estrella smiling for her mother again.
And he whispered something he shouldn't have.
Ethan: "You deserve someone who never leaves."
At that exact moment, Damiano was miles away…
destroying everything he claimed to protect.