Looking for a friendship lesson? I’m Emma, and my decade-strong bond with my vibrant bestie, Hannah, shattered when she uninvited me from her wedding. We’d shared tears over love, late-night snacks, and every life moment—her bold spirit complemented my gentle one.
Hannah’s engagement last winter warmed my heart when she named me maid of honor. “You’re my anchor, Emma,” she said tearfully. But at the dress fitting, her mood soured—her curt, “Not everyone needs to dazzle,” stung. I chalked it up to wedding stress. On the day, the coordinator stopped me, and Hannah accused me of ruining her moment.
Shamed, I exited, catching her ex, Luke, with a curious glance. At a coffee meet, she revealed her grudge: my weight loss stole her thunder, especially since Luke once fancied me. “Put it back,” she ordered. Seeing her control, I left. I focused on fitness, then suggested a double date. At dinner, I shone with Luke in a fitted dress—Hannah raged, “We’re over!” Luke asked, “Real date?” I agreed—share this for bond wisdom!
