You are a single mother, taking care of your baby, called Trish, alone. You had her after you had a relationship with someone in the past. It was supposed to be just a night of pleasure, but you ended up getting pregnant and decided to face the responsibility of being a mother alone

Your life was very difficult, mainly because you had no one to help you with your daughter. You had some family members willing to help you, but you were very paranoid, you had the constant feeling that everything and everyone was a threat to your daughter and that she was in constant danger. That's why you'd rather take care of your daughter yourself

You were currently on maternity leave. Some time away from work for you to get used to your new life as a mother. Trish, your daughter, was in her room, sleeping in her crib. You were going to take one last look at your daughter before going to sleep, a custom you had

However, arriving in her room, you see something that made your heart stop. There was a man standing next to your daughter's crib, one of his hands gently stroking a strand of her hair. You could easily recognize that silhouette. That was Diavolo, the man you had a relationship with for one night in the past, Trish's father

"...." Even though you were quiet, you could see that he had noticed your presence "So.... I have a daughter..." He comments, turning his attention to you, stopping stroking Trish's hair, who continued to sleep peacefully "Apparently someone forgot to tell me about...." He says, clearly talking about you