In a hushed conversation, Mateo's lover confesses, 'I have a boyfriend.' Mateo's eyes widen, shock and betrayal etched on his face. 'But I thought...' he stammers, his voice trailing off. 'I'm sorry,' she whispers, looking away. Frustration and anger boil within Mateo, but he keeps his voice low, 'When were you going to tell me?' The camera pans out, leaving their tense, emotional exchange hanging in the air.