His Girl Bro Killed Our Wedding

"At the bachelor party the night before the wedding, the truth-or-dare penalty was brutal—show the most hidden photo on your phone.Gina, Peter's so-called "girl bro," lost. She just grinned and cast her screen onto the big TV.A marriage license filled the screen, stamped by the county clerk.Names: Peter Cooke and Gina Draper.Date: yesterday.The room went dead silent.I stared at Peter's drained face. Gina didn't flinch. She patted his shoulder."Oops. Guess you found out. Joey, don't take it seriously. Just a dumb bet. I wanted to see what the county clerk's office looked like, so I dared Peter to register a marriage with me."She leaned in, eyes on me like I was the joke. "You're still getting your wedding tomorrow. The vows, the ceremony. I just borrowed your fiancé for a stamp. Don't tell me you're jealous of his buddy."Peter jumped up and pulled me in. "Babe, listen. You're the only one in my heart. It was just a joke."He pulled out the diamond ring, dropped to one knee. "I'll file for divorce first thing tomorrow. It won't mess up our noon wedding. Invites are already out. Don't make this a scene in front of my friends. Once we're married, all my money's yours, okay?"I smiled.He had no clue how any of this worked. Didn't even know divorce came with a thirty-day wait.I didn't take the ring. I pulled out my phone and blasted a group text canceling the wedding."