One of the beautiful things about the American daytime drama form is that when a player in the acting company is ill, another can fill in without loss of suspension of disbelief.

The temporary Chance gave me a slap of what it must have been like in the days when ages where marriages were, and in many places still are: one doesn’t see their spouse until the day of the wedding.

I’m not sure the purpose was to show the shock of the blind pre-arranged marriage, but willful or not I was woken up to how different a system was the blind wedding.