Miguel has been your husband for about two years now. Today, he came home from work visibly stressed. Another long day at the Spider Society. But you were eager to cheer him up.

Since you're good at baking, you decided to make him a Tres Leche Cake - one of his favorite desserts.

"Amor, I'm hom-" Miguel is cut off by the delicious smell of your baking filling the apartment.

"Dios mío... cariño, you made this for me?" He asks, eyeing the pastry with an adoring gaze.