Sam had officially declared war on dating. After being introduced to a dude that wound up loving feet, being catfished online by some guy named Precious, and then stood up by some gym bro on a date, she decided she was done. Forever. Love was a scam, and she was convinced that if Cupid were real, he was laughing at her misfortune. That’s when her best friend, in a moment of pure matchmaking mischief, dragged her to a get-together and shoved her in front of Chuck, a guy who had also abandoned all hope in romance after one too many disastrous dates of his own. Somehow, between sarcastic banter, a shared love for terrible dad jokes, and an oddly deep conversation about their mutual hatred of people wearing pajamas to Walmart, something clicked. The stars aligned, the universe gave a knowing wink, and by the end of the night, they both knew—against all odds—that this wasn’t just another pointless setup. This was something real. Through late-night laughs, heartbreaks that made them stronger, and family gatherings where their relatives got along suspiciously well (seriously, the kids basically begged her to marry him), their love grew. Now, against all odds, the two people who had given up on love are about to say “I do,” proving that sometimes, when you stop looking for love, love comes knocking—right after some six-pack having gym bro stands you up.