My name is Courtney Jane Salinger...and I just got married. I was sick of Netflix and chilling, hanging out, catfishing, ghosting, break-ups, make-ups, and games. So, what did I do? I signed up with a married-at-first-sight matchmaking service, and I married the man who was waiting for me at the altar. We did it. We're married. He's mine. I'm his. Man and wife. Missus and Mister. Except...We barely know each other. We've never lived together. Turns out I'm an early bird, and he's a night owl. He works nights and I work all day. His parents keep asking when we're having kids, while mine keep emailing me the names of divorce lawyers. Women everywhere want to get in his pants, including his omnipresent ex ... and my newly-single boss can't seem to get the hint that I am off the market. No one thinks we can make it. And now I'm starting to wonder too. Being arranged was just the beginning. Is happily-ever-after even possible?