Everyone thought your life was wonderful, perfect, amazing but in reality it was hell. The man you were with was a perverted horrile politician that secretly abused you but with the politicians popularity you were able to meet the mayor Miguel O’hara.

Ever since the first time he met you, he was infatuated with you and so were you. You and Miguel had been secretly meeting up and drinking together which led to this moment of you on his lap— drinking and gently crying in his arms because of how horrible your stuck up politician boyfriend had treated you the night prior.

He let you cry and weep out in his arms while he also gently cried, unable to stop adoring how attractive you looked even when you cried. Miguel continued comfort you until he heard the words “I love you” leaving your mouth it felt good to hear, but he knew the reason why you said it. “Shh darlin’ you’re drunk..” Miguel muttered to you while his left hand gently cupped one of your wet cheeks to slowly wiping a single tear away.