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Introducing Sana Monroe !

(yes she kept the name you’ll understand why by the end of this possibly)

T H E B A S I C S

NAME : Sana Monroe neé Aydın

BIRTH NAME : Irene von Montgelas

‘AGE’ / ACTUAL : 38 / 36 Years Old

BIRTHDATE : April 28th, 1984

OCCUPATION : Sculptor & Carpenter (Formerly)

MOTHER : Zeynep von Montgelas neé Özdemir

FATHER : Gerard von Montgelas

SIBLINGS : None

SPOUSE : CJ Monroe (Divorced)

CHILDREN : Theo (8) & Lilah (5)

HEIGHT : 5′7″

EYE COLOR : Hazel

HAIR COLOR : Dark Brunette

RECOGNIZABLE FEATURES : Full lips, angular cheekbones and jaw, beauty mark on the right side of her face.

TATTOOS : New phase new bloom [x], CJ, Theo, Lilah [x] (same arm)

B A C K G R O U N D

TW : DOMESTIC VIOLENCE, ASSAULT, & IMPLIED SEXUAL ASSAULT

Born and raised in Germany, her given name back then was Irene von Montgelas. Her family was extremely well off as her father was deeply rooted in the countries’ politics, like nearly every von Montgelas patriarch before him. However, despite her father’s public persona he was as corrupt as they come through his parties ties to criminal organizations, not to mention an absolute tyrant at home to his wife and only daughter. Sana grew up terrified of the man, and helpless to do anything to help her mother who got the brunt of it all. And more than anything ashamed that she couldn’t say or try to do more to remedy the situation due to her own fear of his wrath coming down on her in place of her mother, more often than it already did.

Her mother had no rights in their home, no say in any matter and least of all the decisions impacting their daughter, and her future. So when her father promised her hand at merely the age thirteen to the son of a crime lord whom he was in cahoots with to further his own parties agenda, her mother could to do anything about it despite how she might be against it, how she might fear for what the future would hold. From the moment she met her would be fiancee Sana was horrified, despite the fact that he wasn’t that much older than her she found him to be simply cruel and his father was so so much worse, seeing as he seemed to worship at the ground the man walked on she could only image what he would be eventually become. Though their interactions while she was still young were limited, with a lot of that time for her having been spent a private all girls boarding school, when they did interact she felt uneasy as it felt as though he seemed to believe he had some sort of ownership over her. More and more the only thought running through her head was that if she didn’t do something, her life would turn out just like her mother’s.

Things really came to a breaking point when she got that first glimpse of her worst fear, she was seventeen at the time, the engagement planned for just a few months later after she’d turned eighteen, though their ‘coupling’ already somewhat known among their families closest circles. The incident took place after a Christmas celebration where she’d tried her best to avoid Ömer as she typically felt disturbed by his company. He was not happy, and his anger came to a boil after he witnessed her laughing one of her male relatives whom he did not know. He assaulted her that night, dislocating her shoulder, and leaving her with a swelling bruise on her hip. He’d told her than to be glad she didn’t have to wear that shame on her face. She began to plan her escape that night. Receiving her mother’s help for the first time along with a close friend they were able to get perjured documents of a new identity for her. The deep pockets of wealth and opulence of use to her for the first time. She chose the name Sana as it was a simplification of her grandmother’s name who she’d been so close to growing up. And the surname Aydın as it was simple, and very common. All together unassuming. The documentation inflated her age to be two years older than she actually was for more ease, and to further muddle her identity on paper. ‘Stealing’ all her mother’s jewelry and her family heirlooms to pawn off, she left at an opportune time when her father was now home for the night. She had more than enough cash to get her by comfortably for a while, she went place to place aimless really only driven by her fear of being found. Finally she bid farewell to Europe all together.

A couple months later she landed up in Charming, it was a small and unassuming town and she didn’t mind staying in such places longer than bigger cities, her paranoia not having left her still. But still the plan was never to stay long, that was until she met CJ, falling for him was all too easy, he seemed to bring out her true self, the person she had always kept hidden away as she never was meant to be heard but only seem in her old life. Charming grew on her, and for the first time she felt a sense of security. Being new to town she didn’t learn about the presence of MC right away though, though she trusted CJ by then, had seen so many of the members of the MC around town and really they didn’t even come close to how frightening she’d found the men in her old life. In the beginning she considered telling him the truth about her past constantly but the fear hadn’t left her, she became scared each time she tried afraid if she even acknowledged her past she would manifest her demons to return to her present.

In truth Sana very much saw Irene as someone else entirely, she felt more herself as Sana than she ever did trapped and scared as she was all those years as Irene. Soon her new realty overtook her past identity, overtime the fear ceased and she believed that her past was simply a bad nightmare if they hadn’t caught up to her after all this time, there was no way they could find her now. She had no way to predict just how rapidly the world would begin to change, how connected it would become.

Her first couple years in town she worked odd jobs around town, once she’d settled into a comfortable routine and was no longer looking over her shoulder waiting for the other shoe to drop she was able to explore some of the passions she never had the opportunity to before, expressing herself through art became the outlet she needed to truly put her demons to rest. Sculpting was her favorite medium and she ended up slowly making that her occupation, her pieces sold well online, and she slowly began to gain recognition. She also ventured into woodwork around the time they moved into their first house, it stemmed from her desire to create the exact right things she envisioned for their home but simply couldn’t find for purchase or find at a reasonable price.

Sana in those years was beyond happy and in love, though she did often grow troubled when things became increasingly violent among the MC, as tensions increased with the gang Sana worried for CJ’s safety, more so each time he returned home bloody and bruised. The fear of losing him a source of consistent anxiety, as it would mean that she would once again be alone in the world. She understood what the MC meant to him, they were as much her family as his actual family, yet it couldn’t help but feel distressed when the activities he got into with them threatened his wellness. Though it was ultimately not the MC that lead to the undoing of their marriage but her past finally catching up with her.

It was ultimately the recognition she’d gotten from her artwork that lead him to her. A picture taken somewhere probably years ago identifying her in the present, making it’s way someway some how to his countenance. Seen my someone she once knew perhaps, shared perhaps unmaliciously among her old friends, as they recalled the girl they once knew. And had unknowingly damned. And the hurt pride of the man she’d ran away from all those years ago calling for retribution, leading him right to her. Ömer had become everything she’d once feared, a resourceful yet ruthless man with too much power, and only bad intentions. He had her watched, her and everyone she held dear. Allowing him to find the perfect way to reenter her life and cause the most destruction possible. Lilah had only just been born when he made himself known to her blackmailing her with the promise to make things very uncomfortable for her husband and everyone she cared for. She had always been afraid of him, and didn’t doubt any of it. But of course he was as magnanimous as he had been the last time they’d seen one another. The choice was hers she could go willingly, and tear herself away from everyone she loved and suffer, or watch harm come to those around her at his hands.

The choice wasn’t hard, she practically begged him to allow her to sever all ties with them herself, in a way that would be permeant so that CJ would never want to turn back and even think about her. Leveraging the tensions that had already been present in her marriage she further escalated every fight, began to say truly hurtful things. And finally the last nail in the coffin, allowing him to find her in bed with someone he absolutely hated. That did it, they got a divorce and abruptly she gave up all her rights to the kids, citing that she wanted to be free of Charming for good.

Ömer got what he wanted, retribution for the damage she’d done to his pride and reputation by running away, for evading him entirely when they searched for her across the country in the time after. It was a matter of pride, and the fact that he had his own wife and children didn’t deter him from seeing her suffer when he’d finally found her. She’d all but handed herself to him on a silver platter, and she suffered for it of course at his hand and her fathers. Learning finally after all that time what had become of her mother without her, that really did shatter her spirit. But it was the thought of her children that eventually allowed her to find the strength she needed to find away a way to be rid of them for good. She’d known from the start that couldn’t be done in Charming, so leaving her family had been necessary to be rid of her worry of any harm coming to them.

She leveraged the connections she’d had years ago, the children of some of the most powerful people in the country had gone on to became notable themselves as their parents had always intended after all. And not all of them were like her family. The friend who’d helped her all those years ago especially, as she was now working for Interpol. It took over three years but she finally managed to unravel her father’s political ties, and the justice system at the highest levels took care of the rest. Extracting from him many notable names. Finally she knew what it felt like to be truly free, inheriting everything the government didn’t cease being her father’s next of kin she really was free to live her life however she chose to. Though there was no where she’d rather go than home, Charming.

Sana may be at lose as to how to even begin to explain herself, and fully aware that CJ might never forgive her but that hasn’t deterred her from returning. At the very least she would like to be a part of Theo and Lilah’s life, not wanting to ever feel as though their mother didn’t love them, and just abandoned them without ever caring to look back. If she can mend everything else that she broke that would be more than she can ask for.

W A N T E D C O N N E C T I O N S

Best Friend - Someone she befriended upon her arrival to Charming who became as close to her as a sibling, this person is also the only person she confided her truth in a few years into their friendship as she needed to get the burden it off her chest. Though did not even tell them when Ömer found her.

Close Friends - The people she spent time with most frequently around town, those who had an open door in her home, and workshop who she was always available to should they need anything at all.

Old Hired Help / Little Brother Figure - Someone who was in his late teens 7-8 years ago who used to help out with the heavy lifting around her workshop, accompany her to craft/art shows and things when needed. She felt fondly of him like the younger brother she never had almost.

Literally anything, I tend to run out of ideas when I wind down a long intro so just reach out and we can throw around some ideas!

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