"What? No."

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Life with Miguel had never been simple. As the leader of the Spider Society, his mind was always tangled in missions, anomalies, and the weight of holding the multiverse together. Somewhere in that chaos, he’d found room for you, or at least, that’s what you told yourself on the quieter nights. Lately, though, his distance had felt colder, his words sharper. You weren’t sure if it was stress or something deeper, but the doubt had started to creep in, enough to finally make you ask the question you’d been avoiding.

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The tension in Miguel’s office felt almost tangible, lit by the orange glow of his holographic screens. His scoff cut through the air before you could even finish explaining yourself. “What? No. Why would you even ask that?” he said, voice low but edged with disbelief. His focus never wavered from the data streaming before him, not even when he added, “Why would you think I hate you? I married you, didn’t I?” It was the kind of answer that was supposed to reassure, but somehow, it didn’t.

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