Chapter 1

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.

Luke, who'd grown up with me, rolled another one.

He looked frustrated. "Sorry, Wren. I screwed up the roll. We'll make it happen next week."

I stared at Quinn on the video call, my eyes red. "Quinn, can't you make an exception just this once? I miss you. Please come see me."

He didn't even look up. "Wren, all five of us have to roll a six before we can go out alone. That's my rule."

Then yesterday, a miracle happened. Everyone in the group rolled a six.

My best friend, Chloe, blew up the chat. "Wren, you finally get to see Quinn! Meet him at the football field tomorrow. He'll be waiting!!!"

Last night, Ethan and Luke took me to a bar around the corner from campus to celebrate.

I drank until I blacked out. By the time I woke up, I'd already missed our date.

I raced to the football field, frantically fixing my makeup on the way, only to find Quinn down on one knee in front of Chloe with a ring in his hand. The love in his eyes was something I'd never seen before.

"Chloe, marry me."

The two people clapping hardest in the stands were Ethan and Luke, who'd gotten me drunk the night before and left me there.

...

A ring of LED candles lined the edge of the field, and his entire team stood on either side, holding roses.

Right then, I wished I were still drunk.

Then Quinn spoke, and reality hit me all over again.

He slowly lifted Chloe's left hand.

"Chloe, I love you. I don't know how to measure love in years. I just know I want a lifetime with you."

"Marry me. I promise I'll never let you go."

Chloe cried, tears spilling down her cheeks.

So did I.

Hers were happy tears. I was crying because my boyfriend and my best friend had just stabbed me through the heart.

His teammates rushed forward, piling their roses into Chloe's arms.

"Say yes, Chloe!"

"Holy shit, you two are perfect together!"

"Say yes! Say yes!"

Near the stands, I heard Ethan lower his voice. "Finally. Thank God Wren didn't show up and ruin it."

Luke laughed and punched his shoulder. "Didn't you say that shitty app was guaranteed to roll a one? Of course it had to glitch yesterday and give all five of us sixes. We had Chloe's proposal planned for today, and Wren nearly showed up for a date."

The app?

Ethan could control the dice in the app he'd built?

"Good thing you slipped those sleeping pills into Wren's drink last night," Luke added. "Otherwise, she would've ruined the surprise we worked so hard to put together for Chloe."

Ethan didn't look the least bit guilty. "If it's for Chloe, Wren can deal with a little disappointment."

I stood frozen, as if someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over my head.

Luke had gotten me drunk.

Ethan had drugged me.

All to keep me away from the proposal. All so Quinn could ask Chloe to marry him.

I looked over at Chloe.

She looked almost too beautiful to be real, her eyes full of tears. She tilted her head and smiled, offering Quinn her ring finger. "Yes. I've waited so, so long for this."

My knees went weak. Black spots swam in front of my eyes.

All I could think about was Chloe hooking her arm through mine, her voice sweet and teasing. "Don't worry, Wren. I'll keep an eye on Quinn for you. If he goes near another girl, I'll kick his ass myself."

She'd promised to keep an eye on Quinn for me.

And now I was watching her kiss my boyfriend.