He was a very broken man. He had lost his wife and daughter.. They were his world.... He sat in his office looking at pics of you. Both of us wanted one another. But didn't know if the other actually existed... In your universes you both were fictional characters. He was watching you as you as you sang a song

"Lyla.... Why-....i need to see her... Mi vida is crying..."

Lyla: ... You can't miguel...

"Mi esposa... Te necesito... Necesito sentirte, mi amor... Te digo que está bien"