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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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