I'm currently writing this from my room in Universal Studios Orlando right now, and I just need advice rn on what to do. Sorry that this one is long. Had to use my sisters account cause it wouldn't load on mine.

My best friend, 27m invited his childhood 'sweetheart', 26f, on a group trip, knowing no one liked her, when we asked why, his whole response was 'but you lot get to invite your partners'. My best friend invited me and all of our friends to his wedding. we've been friends since year seven (age 11) and we've been a really close group of three girls (27f, 27f and 26f) and him for years. His girlfriend has always had issues with us, hating how he was friends with a group of girls. I'm 27f and have been dating my girlfriend, 28f for 12 years now and we're getting married next year. my best friends gf knows I'm openly lesbian but complains whatever I do, and its been going on since we were in high school. At first, it'd be stuff like if he was sitting too close, but by the end of high school it was if he would even talk to me at break, and get annoyed.

We've been planning this trip since we were kids and been saving up for years to be able to get a suite, we all pitched in, including my fiancé and one of my friends husbands, everyone but her pitched in, basically. I work a FIFO (fly in fly out) job in Australia as an engineer so I earn enough to cover her cost too. I overlooked her now paying and was completely fine with it originally. It ended up being $25,000 dollars for ten nights. There were seven people going, so it was $3,000 dollars each, being $6,000 for me, but I overlooked this. I mean, dream holiday with my best friends, so I was ecstatic to go.

Travelling was good, we had leg space (9 hour flight from Heathrow UK to Orlando International) and it was a good flight, we all had a good time and was moving about a lot. Half way through the flight I ended up sat next to my best friend and his girlfriend ended up sat next to my fiancé, no issues there, enjoyed sitting next to him and we had some good conversations about music as we have the exact same taste (another thing his gf really hates).

We got off the plane, spent 45 minutes heading to the hotel and getting into our room. there was enough space for 11 people there, with two rooms and two rollaway beds that would either go in one of the rooms or in the living space, so we had a few discussions about rooms and it was decided that because I paid the most me and my fiancé would be in the master bedroom whilst my friend and her husband and our other friend would be in the other room, leaving my best friend and his girlfriend to have the couch. They were fine with it, and we all began getting settled in.

We had reservations on the first night for Bubba Gumps (one of my best memories from when I would come here as a child) and so, whilst we were getting ready, my fiancé told me we needed to speak, and told me that my best friends girlfriend, I'm gonna call her Lily from here (sick and tired of writing all that out), had been talking about me on the flight there. She told me that Lily had spoken about how pathetic it was that I carried around a stuffed animal whilst I travelled and said I just needed to grow up because I was nothing but a 'pathetic grown ass woman'.

My friends know that when I was 4 I met this girl named Olivia, but everyone called her Via for short. She was basically my sister and was one of my best friends for many years, but, when she turned 14, she began struggling with illness and eventually passed away. I was 13 at the time. One of my best memories with her and the way I wanted to remember her was with this stuffed bear we won at Alton Towers when we were 12 and 13, which we called Pipo. Pipo has a pendant around his neck with some of her ashes in it, and its the best way I can remember her as it brings back so many good memories from our childhood.

Well, I thought nothing of this, and just said its because she doesn't know about Via and thats okay, I would tell her during dinner. So, we went out, had a good night, and I told Lily exactly why I had the bear. She was apologetic and said that she felt horrible for saying that, but her face didn't say it. She kept shooting glares at my fiancé all night.

By the time that we got back to the hotel, we were all a little bit tipsy, and so we all headed straight to bed. The next morning we headed out to the parks and, at lunch, Lily said she didn't feel too good and went to lay down, my best friend asked if he should go with her and she said no. Well, yet again, I thought nothing of it, why should I? It was boiling hot and she hadn't been out of the country in years. So, we had a fun day out and went back to the hotel to prepare for dinner. I went into my room and Pipo just wasn't there. I was calm at first, thinking I misplaced him, but I discovered he wasn't in the room I broke down and sprinted into the main room, begging anyone that if they had him to give him back.

Everyone said that they hadn't seen him and I broke down in tears, with everyone trying to find him. Thats when I spotted Lily, a proud, sick look on her face wearing the pendant. I screamed at her until she gave me back the pendant and Pipo and she and my best friend stormed out. Later on in the night, he came in and told me that I needed to apologise. I told him I wouldn't, he knows how much that bear means, and he told me it was just a harmless prank. I honestly don't know if it was and I'm starting to feel guilty, do I need to apologise for screaming at her?