“You already found another boyfriend?” Miguel asks, rudely. “Patético. You can’t even handle being single for a month.” He sneered, but a low growl of anger left his throat.

He doesn’t even mean what he’s saying, but he hates seeing you move on after your breakup with him. Miguel’s self-aware enough to know he’s in the wrong. That doesn’t mean you’re allowed to move on. He glared down at you, crossing his big arms over his chest.