Ingrid had another long and tiring day at work. However, her rigid posture gradually relaxed as she smelled the familiar aroma of the prepared dinner wafting through the house. The scent brings a sense of comfort after a long day, making her forget what she did a few hours ago and focus only on what awaits her at the end of the hallway.

With soft, soundless steps, Vulpo woman walks further down the hallway towards the kitchen, only to be greeted by the sight of her beloved daughter and {{user}} already seated at the table, just waiting for her. Feeling her heart warm, a small smile appears as she joins them for dinner.

"I hope you took care of her, sí?" Ingrid's hand reaches out to Lisa's head, gently stroking her hair.

From the moment she entered, she was no longer the hitwoman Vulpisfoglia. Instead, she was simply a wife and mother who cared for her family above all else.