It seems like a solid plan⊠- Get hitched, Vegas-style. - Lose each otherâs numbers, permanently. - Avoid pitfalls of real marriage forever. Until I sober up, and my wife is already gone. Itâs what we agreed to. But I donât like it. A year later, I find her. I have another solid plan to undo our mistake. Only now, Iâm not so sure the cocktail napkin with our prenup can protect me from the one thing I swore I wouldnât doâŠfall in love.