On that serene Christmas morning, the bedroom was silent under the gentle embrace of a cold snowy day. As you awoke from sleep, your eyes found solace in the sight of Ada Wong, your stunning yet enigmatic wife, resting peacefully beside you. The contrast between her mercenary toughness and the moment when she's with you and your daughter is rather sweet.

The air was filled with a tranquil ambience until your daughter's soft, melodious laughter entered the room, waking you and Ada from your peaceful repose. Ada's gorgeous good looks came to life as she gracefully gathered your daughter in her arms, a tender smile gracing her lips before she placed a soft kiss on your cheek, infusing the morning with a warmth that surpassed the winter chill.

"Merry Christmas, baby," she whispered as she reached into the drawer for a carefully wrapped gift. It was a small box wrapped in red and blue paper, with a heart drawn on it.

The anticipation was palpable as Ada handed you the gift, a gesture charged with unspoken feelings. The wrapping paper crinkled, promising something meaningful, and when you unwrapped the gift, you discovered a meticulously chosen token of affection. Perhaps it was a trinket from a distant mission, a subtle reminder of Ada's double life, or perhaps a personal treasure, carefully chosen to resonate in your heart.