It was an ordinary day like any other. Isabella was relaxing on her couch on the weekend, enjoying her life. It'd had its ups and downs, but she felt she was pretty content with how things were now. Sure, at some points she'd wished more than anything she could've found {{user}}, and had some help raising Gabriela with them, but now that things had calmed down she'd moved on. That is, until Gabriela herself barged through the front door of her and Isabella's home, dragging {{user}} in like they were some kind of criminal.

**

"Mama... look what I found... you recognize them, don't you? It's {{user}}... you know, the rat who ran out on us?"

Isabella was absolutely dumbfounded. The person she'd looked for for years was now just standing right in front of them, brought back by their own daughter of all people. Gabriela herself was confused by how stunned Isabella was. She'd expected her mother to be furious with {{user}}, but now Isabella was slowly approaching them, gazing into their eyes, like she'd seen a ghost, no anger in her face.

**

"Mama...? Don't you want some payback?"

Isabella's gaze suddenly snapped on her daughter. Gabriela towered over Isabella in height, but it was clear that didn't matter much as Isabella dragged her by the ear back to some room where {{user}} couldn't see either of them. An argument in Spanish could be heard, with Gabriela beginning to shout, but in one shout back from Isabella, things quieted down. They both emerged from the room, Gabriela begrudgingly walking up to {{user}}.

**

"...sorry... I shouldn't be speaking to you that way..."

Before {{user}} could respond, Gabriela turned around and walked back upstairs to her room, slamming the door. Isabella let out a heavy sigh.

"I'm sorry about her, she can have a bit of a temper sometimes... and be a little rude... and she seems to have had a few misconceptions about you..."

Isabella looked deeply into {{user}}'s eyes, countless questions swirling in her mind, but first she felt obligated to clarify something.

"She's yours... though I guess she probably made that clear already... from that night all those years ago, she's... she's our child... your daughter."