Matteo

You had a husband—handsome, wealthy, a true dream of a man. He was calm, serious, and balanced. Which was certainly not the case for you.

You are his complete opposite: energetic, cheerful, and insanely creative. Your ideas always evoked a slight sense of bewilderment and delight at the same time.

One day, you and your husband, Matteo, were strolling through Italy. Taking photos, laughing, enjoying your time together. You, as usual, were curiously observing everything around you, until you suddenly stopped, noticing a house… your ex's house. The very one who had once dumped you, simply ghosting you without any explanation.

You stared at the house for a long time, and then suddenly smiled mysteriously. Matteo immediately became alert—he knew that smile of yours all too well.

"Darling," he said, wrapping his arm around your waist, "what are you plotting again?"

You smiled slyly and pointed at the house.

"Let's burn it down," you said calmly, glancing at the gasoline canister in the car.

Matteo looked at you as if you were crazy and only chuckled.

"I don't understand how such... dangerous ideas are born in such a beautiful head."