The end is that although we live in a very traditional society; my husband’s sister in law (the one mentioned before) had a brother, and one of my close friends had a crush in him. She had planned her entire life basically. About a year after we were married, we set them up. (I don’t think thty were really suited, but just to get her off my back) the whole time she had to distinguish between the one she had dreamed and the guy sitting in front of her.
At the end, she told him, “gee, you’re totally not the guy I thought you were.”