This is not your typical enemies-to-lovers trope. This is a ‘best friends-to-enemies-to-marriage of convenience’ type of story.
Once upon a time, Cillian and I were inseparable. We went from everything to nothing in a night, unable to breathe the same air, let alone be in the same room as each other. Now, we are forced to play nice and enter a marriage of convenience, all because our fathers lost their minds. We could fake it for a year without killing each other, right?
They can’t stand each other, and now they are being forced into a marriage. What’s the worst thing that could happen? Mind that jail is not an option…