Pretty Rotten
I was my sister’s maid of honor. During a peak planning time, our aunt passed away. I kept trying to get in touch with my sister that entire day.
When I finally reached her, I explained that I had been trying to speak with her all day to let her know that our aunt had died. I got blasted about how busy she is, and then she ripped into me about where I stood with my tasks.
She was pretty rotten on the day of the wedding, too. We are no longer close… Story credit: Reddit / HLW50
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