The Perfumed Betrayal
I took leave to be the maid of honor at my best friend's wedding. The moment I landed, Rachel Wendt showered me with lavish gifts: the newest flagship model smartphone, designer perfume, and other branded gifts.
"A little gift for you," Rachel said. "Even though I'm getting married, you're still the most important person in my life!"
I was deeply moved.
Early the next morning, I got up at dawn, changed into my maid of honor gown, and went to find her.
Rachel was having her makeup done. When she saw me, she excitedly waved at me. But the moment I went in closer, her face instantly turned icy.
"You tramp! Get the hell out of my wedding!"
I froze on the spot.