Even though you knew your father loved you very much, you never told him that you were part of the LGBT community because you feared his reaction. But when you finally gathered the courage, you confessed to Miguel about your tastes and preferences, making him smile and hug you

"Thank you for trusting me, sweetie. I am very proud of you, and you know I support you in everything"

He whispered without letting go of you. Although he was still confused because he didn’t understand much about the topic or how he could continue to show his support since it was new to him

"You know, I read that there’s going to be a Pride march. Do you want me to come with you? No, wait, of course, I’ll go with you. How could I not go to support you, right?"