I was clearly right the first time.

Last summer I found out that my friends (A) boyfriend was cheating on her with another friend (B). In an effort to get everyone to fess up.. I made the really rough decision to tell friend A what was happening.
Friend B was pissed.
The cheating boyfriend was also pissed.
I told messaged the cheating boyfriend and told him he was a manipulative bastard and he deleted and blocked me on FB.
Friend A wrote off friend B and made it work with her cheating boyfriend.

Friend A and cheating boyfriend have worked it out. I wish them the best. Today they're engaged and getting married in June. Honestly. Truthfully. I hope they work.
I just have little faith in this.

I got a message from friend A today.
"With all of the emotion and stress between you two, I'm sorry to say Ethan has asked that you not be invited to the reception. You and I can hang out and celebrate etc of course at other times but anyway. I hope you're still enjoying your new job."
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My reactions:
1. Well.. Looks like it's a good thing I declined making cookies for her reception.
2. Good, I didn't want to go.
3. Wow.. I was right the first time. He IS a manipulative bastard.

People you invite to your reception: 
Friends
Fam
Random neighbors
"Friends" on FB. 
Friends of your parents that you don't actually know... but they remember you when you we're so little. 

People you don't invite: 
That one weird uncle
Old boyfriends/girlfriends 

People uninvited: 
Me and me alone apparently. 

I had time to process and write out a good response. I was kind and thoughtful. I was concerned about our friendship and it continuing. How can I be friends with friend A if her husband hates me. Will we be secret friends?

Do I even care.

I messaged one of my friends and she had a good point.

"She has to realize that you can't just not only not invite someone, but deliberately make sure they know they're not welcome, and expect them to welcome you with open arms at social gatherings from then on."

I really don't think she realizes the damage that this has done. There must have been a way to do it that wasn't so.. terrible. It was hurtful. I have a myriad of feelings. Despair to rage to apathetic annoyance.

After my thoughtful response and her jumble of utter nonsense... I told her that it was a good thing I wasn't making the cookies she volunteered me to make, cause that would be super awkward. She made some comment about how I could still bring cookies, they have a doggie door. 'That's probably not a good joke. hahah"
"No. It's not a good joke."

And that's how it ended.

I'm honestly imagining our next social interaction and I can see my face while she shyly comes and tries to talk to me. Maybe even hug me. I don't want to be touched or talk to her.