Glorious Outside, Broken Inside

Day One – Victoria Alistair (Oscar & Golden Globe Winner)

That night, Victoria sat in the front row of the Dolby Theatre, wearing a red gown adorned with shimmering sequins. Amir, sitting beside her, held her hand tightly.

"And the Oscar goes to... Victoria Alistair!"

The entire room erupted in applause. Victoria froze for a moment before stepping onto the stage, her eyes glistening with tears. As she held the golden statuette, she smiled triumphantly.

"I want to dedicate this to my mother, Penelope Alistair, who always believed I could shine. To my siblings—we've been through so much together, and I wouldn't be here without you. And to Amir... thank you for being my home."

Thunderous applause filled the room as she stepped off the stage, immediately embraced by her siblings, who rushed forward to hug her.

Day Two – Rebecca Alistair (Forbes 30 Under 30 Cover Star)

At the top of her company's skyscraper in Singapore, Rebecca received a call from her assistant.

"Congratulations, Miss Alistair! You made the cover of this month's Forbes 30 Under 30!"

Rebecca ended the call and picked up the freshly delivered magazine. Her face was displayed on the cover with the headline: "The Business Genius Who Redefines Success Before 30."

Ethan, already standing nearby, smirked. "I told you you'd get here."

Rebecca only gave a small smile before taking a sip of her coffee, filled with pride.

Day Three – Madison Alistair (Vogue, Vanity Fair, Elle, and Harper's Bazaar Cover Star in a Single Month)

In a Paris studio, Madison posed confidently, wearing a perfectly fitted purple gown.

"Madison, do you know how many models dream of gracing the covers of four top fashion magazines in a single month? You're a fashion icon now!" the photographer exclaimed.

Madison let out a soft laugh, flashing her signature smile. Lea, waiting behind the scenes, gave her a thumbs-up.

After the shoot, Madison sat on a sofa, scrolling through social media flooded with praise. This wasn't just a career for her—it was proof that she had won the battle against herself.

Day Four – Davis Alistair (Grammy Award Winner – Best Rock Album & Song of the Year)

Davis stood on the Grammy stage with his guitar, the spotlight illuminating his figure. He had just won Best Rock Album and Song of the Year—a feat many musicians could only dream of.

As he accepted the trophy, he took a deep breath and spoke in his husky voice, "I want to thank my mom and my siblings for always believing in my crazy dreams. And to Akina... this song is for you."

In the audience, Akina smiled, while Madison and Rebecca stood at their seats, clapping enthusiastically.

Day Five – Dr. Sadie Alistair (Nobel Prize in Medicine & TV Host Debut)

In Stockholm, Sadie stood on stage, receiving the Nobel Prize in Medicine.

As she gave her speech, her hands trembled slightly, but her voice remained steady. "Science should save lives, not just create innovation. I'm fortunate to have contributed to this field."

A few days later, she appeared in the first episode of her new health TV show, taking over from Dr. Oz. All eyes were on her, and Sadie knew—this was just the beginning of her impact on the medical world.

Day Six – Corina Alistair (NY Times Bestseller, Pulitzer Winner & Art Exhibition in Italy)

In an art gallery in Florence, Italy, Corina's paintings were displayed elegantly. Visitors crowded in to admire them, while a renowned curator remarked, "Her work isn't just art—it's a revolution."

Meanwhile, her latest novel officially reached #1 on the New York Times Bestseller List. Hours later, she received a notification: she had won the Pulitzer Prize.

As she read the announcement, Malik stood beside her.

"This is just the beginning," he said gently.

Corina smiled. She knew she had just made history.

Day Seven – Celebration in Big Sur

After a week of triumphs, the Alistair siblings returned to their favorite place—Big Sur.

Around a bonfire, they sat on the sand, the ocean breeze gently sweeping through.

"So, in one week, we all became legends?" Madison asked, biting into a roasted marshmallow.

"I guess we were destined for this," Davis replied.

Sadie smiled softly. "Mom would be proud."

Victoria raised her glass, looking at each of her siblings.

"To us, The Alistair Dynasty. And to everything we will achieve in the future."

They toasted, but their hearts carried a void—one that was hard to fill.

That night, after the celebration in Big Sur, the Alistair siblings returned to their vast home, only to be met with an overwhelming emptiness. The bright lights couldn't chase away the darkness in their hearts. One by one, they retreated to their rooms, walls of silence separating them.

Victoria Alistair

Victoria sat at her vanity, staring at her reflection, still wearing the red gown from the Oscars. Her hand clutched the golden statuette tightly, yet her chest felt hollow.

"I've achieved everything… so why do I still feel this way?"

She wiped away the tears that began to fall. Her mind was flooded with memories of their childhood—how they only ever wanted a peaceful life, yet the world demanded them to be extraordinary.

She opened a drawer, took out a few sleeping pills, gripping them tightly, then gazed out at the night sky. Tomorrow, it would all be over.

Rebecca Alistair

Rebecca sat in her spacious office, the light from her laptop reflecting her name on the Forbes cover. She touched her face on the magazine before tossing it to the floor.

"I've reached the top, but why does it feel like I'm falling into an abyss?"

She curled up on the sofa, the pain in her body intensifying under the weight of her thoughts. The fibromyalgia she suffered from felt like a symbol of her shattered soul.

She took a small piece of paper and began writing her final message. Just a short sentence:

"At last, I can rest."

Madison Alistair

In a room filled with fashion magazine covers, Madison stood in front of a large mirror, staring at her slender yet fragile frame.

"I've become a supermodel, but I still can't love my own body."

She touched her empty stomach, remembering how she forced herself to stay thin for the industry. All the praise she received felt like lies that couldn't erase her self-loathing.

She took a deep breath and lit a candle on her desk. Tomorrow, she would leave peacefully.

Davis Alistair

Davis sat in the corner of his room, his guitar abandoned on the floor. His Grammy trophy gleamed under the lamp's glow, but it felt meaningless.

He grabbed a bottle of bourbon, taking a deep swig, then stared at the small razor blade in his hand.

"Finally, I can be silent. No more voices in my head, no more bipolar controlling me."

He lit a cigarette, closed his eyes, and let himself sink into his own thoughts.

Sadie Alistair

Sadie sat on her bed, clutching the Nobel medal she had just received.

"I've saved so many lives… but why can't I save myself?"

Her hands trembled as she wrote a small note, hoping someone would find it and understand her feelings.

"I'm sorry… I'm tired."

She looked at the bottle of pills on her nightstand, took one, then two, then three…

Corina Alistair

On the rooftop of their home, Corina sat with her legs dangling over the edge, gazing at the night sky. The wind brushed against her face, but it wasn't enough to sweep away the sorrow in her heart.

"I've created art that moved the world… but why does no one truly see me?"

She took a deep breath, staring at her phone, filled with congratulatory messages. Malik had sent her a text: "I'm proud of you, Corina."

But those words weren't enough to stop her tears. She had already made up her mind.

Tomorrow, it would all be over.