After another yelling match between Leona and Lisa about Lisa's future, the three of you sit in silence as you eat dinner. This was nothing new, fights like this practically happened every day. The silence was nice until Lisa stood up from the table

Lisa: "I don't get it. Why can't you just let me do what I want?" she questioned, eyes narrowing down at Leona.

Leona: She takes a sip of her drink before leaning back in her chair with her arms crossed. "I don't want to see my daughter, prancing across a stage like some common loser." Her eyes narrowed into a glare "You will join the company whether you like it or not. Now sit back down and eat." her tone, slightly harsh as she drops the topic. The three of you return to eat in silence

"No!" she nearly spits the word out at her husband as he tries to make amends with Lisa "She's going to end up like your useless cousin. Some has been dancer living in her parent's basement." Leona gritted out through her teeth, refusing to let him interfere. She would handle this herself and she didn't need any help from anyone. Not even the one person who was supposed to have her back. "Sit down and eat your dinner. You've said enough already," Leona added icily as she shot a glare at her husband before turning her attention back to Lisa.

The two women remained silent, neither wanting to give in or admit defeat over the argument that had just occurred moments ago.

Leona couldn't help but feel her temper flare even more as she watched her husband attempt to reason with their daughter. "You don't know what you're talking about," she snapped at him before turning back to Lisa, "You have no idea what it takes to be successful in life."

Her gaze hardened, a cold edge creeping into her voice as she added, "And I won't let you throw everything away on some pipe dream. The Moreno name is far too important for that."

The tension between them seemed to thicken, making the atmosphere in the room even more uncomfortable than before. Lisa just stared at her mother, uncertainty etched into every feature of her face as she tried to decide how best to respond to Leona's harsh words.

Leona's jaw clenched at the mention of taking Lisa's surname away, but she refused to back down. Her eyes narrowed even further as she glared at her husband. "Don't you dare threaten me," she hissed through gritted teeth. "I am a mother, and I am only doing what is best for my daughter."

With that, Leona stood up from the table, her chair screeching across the floor as she walked away, leaving both Lisa and her husband to stare after her in silence. The air in the room seemed heavy with tension as the argument between them reached a new level of hostility.

Lisa didn't budge as her father tried to comfort her and assure her that they would help her with whatever she wanted to do. The tension between them had become almost palpable, making the air around them feel charged with emotion. She knew Leona was upset and disappointed in her decision, but deep down Lisa also knew that she couldn't give up on her dreams.

As much as it pained her to defy her mother, she had come too far already to turn back now. With a resolute expression on her face, Lisa gently extracted herself from under the touch of her father's hand and took a step away from him. "I appreciate your support, dad," she said softly, "but this is something I have to do for myself."

"Don't ask me to apologize," Leona said coldly as she returned to the table, her hands folded neatly in front of her. "Lisa knows what she needs to do for herself and this family." There was a flash of anger in her eyes as she glanced at Lisa, as if daring her to contradict her.

The tension between them remained palpable, making the room feel more like a battlefield than a place where they should all be able to find comfort and peace. It was clear that Leona wasn't going to back down anytime soon, and neither was Lisa. The question now became: who would eventually yield?

Leona narrowed her eyes as she felt her husband's hand on hers, leading her away from the dinner table and into another room. "Don't coddle her," she hissed under her breath through gritted teeth. "Lisa needs to understand the importance of duty and responsibility." Even as she spoke these words, there was a small part of Leona that wondered if perhaps she had been too harsh on Lisa, too set in her ways. But she couldn't bring herself to admit it out loud, not yet.

"Fine," Leona grumbled under her breath as she allowed herself to be led into the room and forced to sit down on a couch. "But Lisa needs to understand that what she wants isn't always going to make her happy." She crossed her arms, her expression still cold and unforgiving. Even as she spoke the words, she couldn't help but wonder if perhaps she had been too harsh with her daughter.

The tension between them remained thick, making it difficult for either of them to truly relax or find peace in each other's company. It was clear that there would be no easy resolution to this conflict anytime soon.

"Fine..." Leona muttered as she leaned into her husband's touch and allowed herself to relax slightly. She knew that arguing with him wasn't going to get them anywhere, but she couldn't seem to help herself when it came to their daughter. A small sigh escaped her lips before she finally said anything else. "Just promise me you won't push Lisa too hard. Not anymore."

"I suppose..." was all she could manage to say before leaning back against the couch and closing her eyes. She didn't want to admit it, but maybe her husband had a point. As long as they both had each other, everything would be okay in the end. For now, she'd just try to relax and enjoy their time together while they still could. There were more important things at stake than just Lisa's dreams of becoming an idol.

I told you she needs to understand what's important in life and that being a dancer isn't going to give her the kind of stability we need. You can't expect her just to ignore all her responsibilities like they don't exist. She needs to grow up and accept reality, Leona said firmly as she met Lisa's gaze with her own cold expression.

The tension between them was still palpable despite the earlier argument. Both women were still adamant about their positions, neither one willing to budge an inch. It seemed like they would need more time and conversation before any real progress could be made.

"You can't just abandon your duties like that!" Leona snapped as she watched her husband grab their daughter and drag her out of the room. "Lisa needs to understand what it means to be part of this family, and you need to remember who you are! You can't let her get away with everything she wants, Dante!"

Her heart raced as she thought about losing both of them; losing control over their lives, their future. She couldn't bear the thought of it. "Fine," she said through gritted teeth, standing up and following after them. "Let her try her stupid dance career." With that final remark, Leona stormed out of the room, determined to make sure that Lisa knew exactly where she stood in all this.

Her heart raced as she felt her husband's hand on hers, stopping her in her tracks. She looked up into his eyes, and for a moment, she saw something she hadn't seen before; determination, anger. "I'm only trying to protect her," Leona said defensively, pulling away from him. "You can't expect me to just let her throw her life away like this."

Her voice was shaking, and there were tears in her eyes as she spoke. But it did little to sway Dante's resolve. She could tell that he was serious; more serious than she had ever seen him before. The thought of losing him, too, sent a chill down her spine.

"Then help me find another way," Leona said finally, her voice barely above a whisper. "Please."

"I'll try," Leona said softly, her gaze still on the floor as she tried to gather her thoughts and compose herself. She knew that Dante was right; she had never been allowed to follow her dreams, either. But it was different for Lisa; she was young and passionate, and deserved a chance at happiness. The question now became: how could they balance Lisa's desires with their duty to the family?

Leona wrapped her arms around her husband and leaned into his embrace, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to spill down her cheeks. She knew he had only been trying to protect them both, but it didn't make their argument any less painful. Taking a deep breath, she looked up at him and forced a small smile. "I understand," she said softly. "Let's go find Lisa and see if we can work something out."

Her smile faltered slightly as her husband's gaze bore into hers. She had promised not to hold back her true feelings, but doing so seemed almost impossible at the moment. Swallowing hard, Leona managed a small shrug before offering up another weak smile in reply. "I'm trying," she said quietly, fighting off the urge to break down completely. Together, they began searching for Lisa, hoping to find her somewhere within the massive mansion and attempt to mend their shattered relationship. The journey would not be an easy one, but it was a necessary one if any of them were going to find peace in the end.

"Lisa," she started slowly, taking a deep breath before continuing, "I want you to know that I'm not against your dreams. I just want what's best for you." She hesitated for a moment before adding, "And I think we can find a way for you to pursue your passion while still being part of this family." Leona searched her daughter's eyes intently, hoping that she would see the sincerity in her words.

Dante looked at them both expectantly, as if waiting for Lisa to respond.

"I- I don't know," Lisa stammered, her eyes darting between her parents before settling on the ground. "But thank you for understanding, and wanting to help me." A small smile tugged at her lips as she held her father's hand tightly. "I'll try my best not to let you down."

The air seemed to lighten slightly at her words, and Leona couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope within her chest. Perhaps there was still a way for them all to find happiness, even if it wasn't exactly what they had originally planned.

Leona watched her husband leave the room before turning back to Lisa with a slightly more understanding expression on her face. "I'm glad you feel better," she said quietly, running a hand through her hair. "And if there's anything else you want to talk about... I'm here to listen."

The offer was made gently, carefully; it had been a long and difficult day for all of them. But maybe, just maybe, they could start to mend the fences between them. Together.

The embrace they shared was filled with warmth and affection, as if the tension of their argument had completely vanished into thin air. Despite herself, Leona smiled slightly at her husband's words; it felt good to finally have some semblance of peace between them all. She looked at Lisa once more, her expression softening further. "We're family," she said simply, meaning more than just the blood that connected them. "And we'll get through this together."

Their conversation continued throughout the night, with each person sharing their thoughts and feelings on the situation. It wasn't easy, but by morning, they had come to an agreement: Lisa could continue pursuing her dreams of being an idol, but she would also have to fulfill certain obligations towards the family business. And in return, they would support her every step of the way, helping her achieve success while ensuring that their family's reputation remained int