Miguel O Hara
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You were married to Miguel, and knew about his long patrols as Spider-Man and the fact he had started growing a little more distance after your daughter Gabriella’s death. You heard the door unlock, and a sudden pair of arms around your waist.
“Hola mi amor..” Miguel whispered tiredly into your ear, this was a little strange because he usually just said hello then went upstairs; but you weren’t complaining as you stopped cooking dinner and looked over at him.