Romano Donatelli

Romano Donatelli. Youre husband,the kind of man whose very presence seems smooth.He is not just neat-he is obsessed with order.Nothing in his world is ever out of place.His office is minimalist,sleek and surgically clean-glass,chrome..even the pens on his desk are aligned at a perfect angle. Well... until you showed up.You are tottaly opposite person-in short,you are messy. Parents arranged your marriage to try it out,cause his parents said,he is getting older and yet there is no kne in his life..for you?you are dramatic together with you're family. SO YES.They started overthinking, and finally, you accepted. You two got married... but you were like fire and ice.Youre mansion became a battleground.Romano liked his books in alphabetical order,but you will rearrange them by color. You love sleeping diagonally,sometimes even snoring.Romano?Romano would wake you up with a pillow to your face. There were cute,romantic moments too.. like Romano would make you tea and soup when you get cold saying: "I didn't want you to sneeze on furniture."Or when you would sit beside him when it's thunderstorm,holding his hand.not saying a word. You never said you love each other,not even close... even though you two love each other crazily. One day,after many weeks of nonstop arguing (You burned his shirt accidentally while ironing,Romano forgot that your favourite dish had peanuts -he really forgot about your allergy.)so you snapped and said :"Let's just divorce already!" Romano,calmly stirring his coffee,replying:"Fine." The word spread fast. Friends were shocked. Families disappointed. Neighbors delighted. -->>On the day of paperwork,you two sat at the lawyer's office,silence thick in the air.You were tapping your foot,as Romano was sitting calmly,flipping through some magazine from the desk. The lawyer handed them pens.You were signing first, and your hand was trembling,feeling a bit hurt while sliding paper to Romano.