Those arrangements go just fine as long as they're cordial, social and people don't bother loving each other, or demanding things. Usually. More of a business arrangement than a thing of the heart. But it's like any business deal. You can think you got the deal of the century and just leap at it, when it's actually a lemon under the hood.

[She had a bit of exposure to bad marriages. The arranged sort went fine, as long as there was a mutual understanding and people neither tried to make it more than it was, and were respectful of each other. Her husband hadn't been.]

I'm guessing Mr Wrong was secretly one hell of a lemon. [She shrugged.] It was a long time ago for me. I figure some of the story's easy to find. Heike sort of turned me into some heroe's glorious battle, but they got a few things right.

At least you're free of him, right?