Son compartido

I met Amanda at work three years ago. I trained her, and we clicked instantly—coffee after shifts, shopping trips, double dates, nonstop memes during long hours. When she got engaged, I was honestly happy for her, but after that her wedding became the only thing we ever talked about and somehow I became her go-to person for every detail. She told me it would be a small family ceremony with no coworkers, and I believed her until I saw three of our coworkers posting full wedding invites on Snapcha