They Rigged the Dice for Three Years—Then My Boyfriend Proposed to My Best Friend

"My boyfriend, Quinn, had a sick obsession with sticking to his principles.

Back in freshman year, he'd made a rule: all five of us in our tight-knit group had to roll a six in the group chat's dice app before he'd agree to a date with just me.

On our fourth anniversary, all I wanted was to spend the evening with him.

My brother, Ethan, was the last to roll. He got a one.

He slapped himself in the face, looking guilty. ""I'm sorry, Wren. My luck's terrible today.""

Later, a car accident put me in the hospital for two weeks. I just wanted Quinn to visit me once.