Blindfolded on My Wedding Night, I Married His Best Friend Instead

On my wedding night, I pushed open the door, only to find eight men standing inside.

It was my husband, Sean, and his groomsmen.

Emily, my sister, smiled wickedly.

"Chloe, to prove you really love Sean, let's play a game."

"Blindfold yourself and guess which one is your groom."

"No matter who you choose, you have to kiss him."

I agreed, smiling.

Sean and I had been dating for three years.

I knew his scent and his body like the back of my hand.

When my hand brushed against the fourth man, I felt the cold metal of our wedding ring.

I smiled and called out, "Sean!"