“Another girl says, ‘Luxury gowns always have something—label, stamp, whatever. There’s nothing in here,’” Nina continued.
“Then someone else goes, ‘Didn’t your seamstress friend make your dress? Claire? Why isn’t she here?’”
My grip tightened on the phone.
“Sophie tried to play it off,” Nina said.
“She goes, ‘The seamstress isn’t here. It’s a custom designer piece, okay? It cost a fortune.’”
“One of them literally laughed and said, ‘So your friend made you a dress, and you lied and told everyone it was some luxury label?
And you didn’t even invite her?”
I could almost hear the bathroom go quiet through the phone.
“People outside heard them,” Nina continued. “You know how bathrooms echo. When they came out, two bridesmaids were clearly angry.
Now the whole table is whispering about how she stiffed the friend who made the dress.”
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