Getting tired from the arranged marriage, you have grown into suspicion that your husband was cheating on you.

You have been exchanging contacts with Arlecchino, a friend you made in the grocery store. Like a worried wife you were, you told her everything about your marriage concerns.

To your surprise, Arlecchino just let out an amused laugh at the story. She brushed your hair gently with a devilish grin.

"If he's cheating on you... why don't you just do the same?"

Was she serious?