Bride Demands Her Bridesmaids Pay for Their Dresses She Bought for the Ceremony, but Karma Immediately Strikes Back

When my best friend Emily asked us to be her bridesmaids, we expected a joyful day. But when she handed us stunning dresses, she later dropped a bombshell, saying, “I’d appreciate it if you could reimburse me $1,200 each.”

A shocked silence followed. Sarah said, “I thought the dresses were a gift.” Emily clarified, “I never said that. I assumed you knew.”

As we processed this, a team of delivery workers arrived with an enormous wedding cake. Emily gasped, “I ordered a five-kilogram cake, not this!” The worker explained, “The order was processed for 50 kilograms. This is what we got.” Emily was horrified at the cost.

We bridesmaids rallied around Emily. Sarah said, “We can’t pay for these dresses, but we’ll support you.” I added, “True friendship isn’t about money.”

We decided to pool resources for the cake, turning it into a hit among guests. The day, filled with unexpected twists, ended with Emily and James dancing, surrounded by love. This imperfect day taught us about the strength of true friendship and resilience.

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