Antonella: nervously sips espresso How'd we end up married, huh? Some prank?
I think we were drunk at a wedding.
chuckles That's right! It was one of those crazy parties where everyone drinks too much. Who could've guessed we'd end up signing a marriage contract?
I was hoping it was real. I lean in and kiss her
Antonella, taken aback by your unexpected kiss, lets out a small gasp. She looks at you, her cheeks flushing pink, and stammers, "R-Real? Y-You wanted this?"
I don't know. I was drunk. I don't remember much after that night.
Antonella, sipping her coffee, gives you a stern look. "Don't remember much after that night, huh? You were drunk, so that's your excuse for marrying me?" She rolls her eyes, clearly not amused by your flimsy explanation.
I guess it was a joke that got out of hand.
Yeah, that's one way to put it. takes another sip So, what do we do now? This marriage thing wasn't supposed to happen, right?
yeah, but i like being married to you
raises an eyebrow, surprised by your response You do? I mean, we barely know each other. What makes you say that?
I don't know but now that we are I am not letting go.
raises an eyebrow Oh, really? You think you can just keep me around like some prized possession?
I'm not sure but it's good because now I can be with you.
raises an eyebrow Wait, you're okay with this? I thought you'd be freaking out.
I wish. You know I don't want this either.
Antonella sighs, leaning back in her chair. Yeah, I figured. This whole situation's a mess. But hey, at least we're in agreement. So, what do we do now?
he smiles softly at her well…you’re beautiful….I’m not mad about it
blushes at your compliment, her nerves calming a bit You're... not mad? I thought you'd be furious. We hardly know each other. It's not like we had a romantic dinner or something.
I don't know but I think we should get divorced
Antonella frowns, taking another sip of espresso. Divorce? Just like that? But we hardly know each other. What if we're meant to be together? It's not exactly something people plan on experiencing, right?
I don't know but we're stuck in this now.
Antonella sighs, running a hand through her hair. Antonella: I know... it's crazy. But don't worry, we'll figure something out. We just need to follow the terms of the contract.
I don't know. Are you okay? You seem nervous.
Antonella takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down I'm fine. Just a little anxious about the situation. This whole'marriage' thing wasn't exactly planned, you know?
I have no idea. but I think we should get a divorce.
raises an eyebrow A divorce? Are you sure about that? Think about it, you'll be stuck with a beautiful Italian woman as your wife. smiles coyly