On Our Wedding, My Fiancé Mistakenly Pick My Bestfriend

On the day of the wedding, my best friend and I stood across from my fiancé, Frederick, wearing identical wedding dresses. He was blindfolded, playing a game—guess who the bride was.

Without a second of hesitation, Frederick chose her. He slipped the perfectly fitted wedding ring onto her finger and kissed her deeply—right in front of me.

“Baby, how could I ever not recognize my own wife?” he said.

Frederick took off the blindfold and froze, clearly stunned.

His mother rushed to smooth things over. “Well, of course he got it wrong—you two look so much alike!