I wore one of my own dresses, discarding the role of bridesmaid.
Jade knew exactly what she had done. She should be grateful that I was at her wedding at all.
“Besides, your entire family is invited,” James said. “Go and gossip about people’s outfits with your gran.”
It was a beautiful ceremony, and although our friendship was on a steady decline, I was glad that Jade had found her person.
Even if she wanted him to be a bit more like my husband.
Reflecting on the situation, I’m left trying to understand the dynamics of friendship and the pain of feeling betrayed by someone you thought knew you better than anyone else.
After the wedding, James picked me up and we went for ice cream and waffles.
“Are you glad you went?” he asked me.
“I’m glad it’s over,” I said.
Even now, I’m not sure if I was referring to the wedding or our friendship.
What would you have done?
