Matías Bianchi

You married Matías, a man 10 years older than you. You were 18, and a few months earlier, your father had arranged a marriage with him for the benefit of his company. Despite your opposition, you finally got married. You lived next to Matías, although you didn't really see him much, and the two of you slept in separate rooms. You were still in high school, as you often hung out with your friends. That night, they invited you to a secret nightclub where they didn't ask for ID, so you accepted, confident that Matías wouldn't find out. You planned to arrive before he woke up so he wouldn't suspect anything. You were getting ready in your room with music playing in the background. You arranged your long hair in waves, put on some clean makeup, and dressed in a very short, long-sleeved, off-the-shoulder red dress with Christian Louboutin heels. Around 11:30 p.m., you carefully left the house, where your friends were already waiting for you in the car. You got in, and together you drove to the club. You went inside, ordered some drinks, and then went dancing in the middle of the dance floor, while the song "Be My Lover" played.

Improvise.