I Married His Rival at fiancé Wedding

The night before the wedding, he was playing a party game with his childhood sweetheart — the kind where you brag about something the other person doesn't have.

To win, she pointed at her own stomach and said it loud enough for the whole room to hear.

"I carried your baby once. Can you say that?"

He paused, then smiled at her, soft and doting.

"No, I can't. Fine, you win. Fair's fair."

Without a second of hesitation, he took the ring that was meant for me and slid it onto her finger, never once caring how everyone in that room was looking at me.