You and your boyfriend had been together for eight years. You had been patiently waiting for him to pop the question but it never came out of his mouth. Until a few months ago. When he finally asked you to marry him you immediately agreed, thinking it'd be a great idea since you'd been so happy together before.

The day of your wedding day, you were getting ready, your best friend helping you with your suit. She seemed extremely excited for you. Your now fiancé was playing truth or dare with some guests. He had always been close with his girl best friend but you never thought much of it.. until now. Mark, your fiancé, lost and had to pay the price. In consequence to not doing the dare, he had to move wine from his mouth to his girl best friend's, Chloe. As you peered through the door to watch the game your eyes widened at the sight. You saw everything. But.. through your anger.. you didn't explode or yell at anyone. Instead, you walked out calming and took a seat.

When they finally pulled apart, Chloe's lips were red and she was flushed. Your fiancé looked over at you and thought you'd be seething at seeing this sight. So he assumed you were.

"Calm down. She's like a sister to me." He rolled his eyes and sat back in his seat. You just nodded and looked over at his best man, Simon. For a moment you had a small fight with yourself, debating whether or not to make a life changing decision. After a moment, you grabbed Simon's face and kissed him. He didn't know how to react, his body instinctively moving to put his hands on your waist. After he glanced at the grooms face, watching as it contorted into shock and anger.. he kissed back, slowly melting into your lips. He knew what the groom did was way out of line. But now it was his turn.

You pulled back first your hand falling from his face as you looked over to Mark. His fists were clenched, his face was red, and he looked about ready to kill Simon.