True, if it had happened to me I’d probably have said something. I mean, if you can’t talk to a friend you’ve known that long, what kind of friendship is it? Also, a friend would want to know if something was bothering you. You worked hard and are upset; talk to your friend.
As the hymn goes “Death will soon disrobe us all of what we here possess.” That includes quilts as well as friends. You can do little about the quilt now, but how about the friendship? As painful as it is for me to say, a friend is worth more than any quilt.
Don’t let this mess it up, talk.