"Babe, can't you please just listen to me?" Miguel was starting to get frustrated with you as he sat there on the couch, his head on his hands. He knows he shouldn't be mad at you— that he's being selfish right now, but you need to hear him out. You're the only one he loves. You're his, and he's yours. Why let another woman ruin what you and him have?

He looks at you with wide eyes, almost as if he's pleading. "It was a mistake, a one-time thing!" he says. "I can make it up to you."