I was honored to be a bridesmaid in my best friend Lily’s Napa Valley wedding. She encouraged us to be bold with our dress choices,

and she enthusiastically approved the yellow gown I chose — even joked I looked like Belle.

The wedding was magical, and guests loved my dress. Then the blacklight dance party began — and everything changed.

Under UV lights, my yellow dress appeared bright white. Lily’s groom, Matt, abruptly stopped the music and accused me of

trying to upstage her. Lily agreed and told me to leave. I was stunned and heartbroken. Despite explaining — and reminding

them she had approved the dress — no one listened. That night, I sent Lily a heartfelt apology and proof she’d loved the dress. By morning, I was blocked.

A week later, I received a photo of me glowing under the blacklight, with “Thanks for the memories” scrawled on it. After years

of friendship, I was discarded over a misunderstanding. Whether it was about a dress or something deeper, I realized:

a true friend wouldn’t cut me off without hearing me out.