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The Blue Dress Bride

The Blue Dress Bride Description: Not every friend is truly happy for you. When Hyde gets engaged to the love of her life, her closest friend, Diana, begins to reveal a much darker side. A three-day getaway turns into a web of lies, jealousy, and sabotage—but love has a way of shining through, even in the darkest moments. Hyde and Diana were close friends, but things changed when Hyde got engaged to Brian Nickson. Diana, driven by jealousy, couldn’t stand the thought of Hyde living a happy, luxurious life. Determined to sabotage their relationship, she planned a three-day trip to a beach resort in Hawaii. Hyde and Brian shared a deep understanding and mutual respect, which only fueled Diana’s envy. During the trip, Diana secretly stole Brian’s wallet and slipped it into Hyde’s bag. Later, when Brian reached for his wallet and couldn’t find it, he turned pale with worry. “What’s wrong?” Diana asked innocently. “I can’t believe it—I’ve lost my wallet,” he muttered. “Lost?” she raised an ...
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The Blue Dress Bride



The Blue Dress Bride



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Not every friend is truly happy for you. When Hyde gets engaged to the love of her life, her closest friend, Diana, begins to reveal a much darker side. A three-day getaway turns into a web of lies, jealousy, and sabotage—but love has a way of shining through, even in the darkest moments.



Hyde and Diana were close friends, but things changed when Hyde got engaged to Brian Nickson. Diana, driven by jealousy, couldn’t stand the thought of Hyde living a happy, luxurious life. Determined to sabotage their relationship, she planned a three-day trip to a beach resort in Hawaii.


Hyde and Brian shared a deep understanding and mutual respect, which only fueled Diana’s envy. During the trip, Diana secretly stole Brian’s wallet and slipped it into Hyde’s bag.


Later, when Brian reached for his wallet and couldn’t find it, he turned pale with worry.


“What’s wrong?” Diana asked innocently.


“I can’t believe it—I’ve lost my wallet,” he muttered.


“Lost?” she raised an eyebrow. “Well, the last time I saw it, it was in Hyde’s hands. Hyde, can you check your bag?”


“That’s not true!” Hyde said quickly, but then, to her horror, she pulled Brian’s wallet out of her bag. Embarrassed and confused, she handed it to him.


When Hyde went to the restroom, Diana leaned in toward Brian. “She’s not the one for you,” she whispered. “She pretends to be nice, but she’s cheating behind your back. If you don’t believe me, look at these photos—she’s been meeting a guy from work who’s already in a relationship.”


Brian didn’t want to believe it, but a seed of doubt was planted.


Hyde, completely in love with Brian, noticed his coldness but couldn’t understand why. When they returned home, Brian, trying to move past the doubts, announced that the wedding would be that Thursday. Hyde was thrilled, but Diana rolled her eyes and quietly left the house.


But Brian had started to see through Diana’s intentions. That same night, Diana snuck in and ruined Hyde’s wedding dress and burned the invitation cards. Hyde was heartbroken when she found the damage but wore a navy blue gown instead—a birthday gift from Brian.


Despite everything, the wedding went on. Diana ended the friendship and walked away from their lives. Brian and Hyde remained a loyal, happy couple, while Diana, bitter and alone, continued down a lonely path—trapped in her own envy and resentment.




💭 What do you think?

Have you ever had to let go of someone who pretended to care—but only caused harm? What would you have done in Hyde’s shoes?


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