My Friend Asked Me to Be Her Bridesmaid—Then I Was Hit with a $5,000 Charge at the Venue Entrance
I Thought I Was a Bridesmaid—Then I Got a $5,000 Bill at the Door It all started with a text that came while I was halfway through another sad desk salad. You know the kind—some wilted lettuce and two sad tomatoes, punishment for my weekend pizza binge. My phone lit up with a name I hadn’t seen in years: Tessa. We were best friends back in college. Shared everything—midnight snacks, boy drama, study meltdowns. But since graduation three years ago? We’d drifted apart. An occasional like on Instagram, maybe a