My Best Friend Stole My Honeymoon, But I Kept the Receipt

Seven years into our relationship, Ethan and I planned to make our marriage official at City Hall right after our pre-wedding honeymoon.

Yet the second I opened the hotel suite door, my best friend Sadie was rolling around on our king-sized honeymoon bed, wearing nothing but a slinky silk nightgown.

"Chloe, you guys are finally here! Did you really think you could sneak off for a romantic getaway without me?"

"Ethan texted me the room number! I'm staying too!"

My expression darkened. I turned to look at Ethan.