I Refuse to Be the Third Wheel in My Own Marriage

On our wedding night, everyone was getting ready for a round of risqué games in our bridal suite.

Just then, I got a message saying my best friend had slit her wrists at home after a bad breakup.

After apologizing to Ethan Shaw, I rushed to her house in a panic.

But when I got there, not only was she perfectly fine, she locked me inside her house.

My phone suddenly buzzed.

Someone had posted a video in the groomsmen's group chat.

Vanessa Young, Ethan's so-called "girl best friend," was sitting on his lap, grinning as she left a hickey on his neck.