Breaking Free From My Ex (Grace and Antonio)

Chapter 96

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They were always telling me that, if I played nice with Ashley, things would go easier for me.

But here was the thing. Ashley's parents were gone, and mine were still around, but they chose to ignore me over her. So, what made my life any different from an orphan?

It was Christmas. I was in the kitchen filling up a pot with water when Ashley strutted in, all dressed up in her newest dress. "Grace, do you think this dress looks good on me?"

I ignored her and tried to move past her.

But she wasn't having it. She latched onto my arm from behind. "I'm waiting for an answer." I frowned, trying to pull away.

She grabbed my other hand, splashed herself with the hot water, and then let out a scream. "Please no Grace!"

"What are you doing?!" I asked her.

"Who do you think Mom's going to believe, you or me?" Ashley smirked, and right on cue, my mom walked in and saw the whole thing, just the way Ashley had set it up.

"Grace, if you've got an issue, you come to me," my mom said, her voice heavy with disappointment. "Why would you do this to Ashley?"

Ashley was all teary-eyed, playing the victim. "Mom, please don't be mad at Grace. It's my fault."

My brother yanked my arm. "Are you jealous of Ashley? You know we

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family coming over, and you messed

You stay here. and think about what you've done. Ashley, go change, and we'll

gentle words and a soft touch. I

little closer, only looked at me for a moment, they might have seen the burn in my

a happy

me a triumphant glance, as if to say, 'Grace,

a chronicle of Ashley's adventures with our family, showcasing their delicious

only for her, and they didn't even share a slice

I died in my previous life,

being called a "Drama Queen“. Those two words were what pushed me to jump off the rooftop

school years back then living in

all of them, and the absence of constant conflict with Ashley

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and frustration brought by the absence of conflict with Ashley

to focus more on my studies and witness great improvements, while Ashley remained stuck in a cycle of

she put into it, she couldn't reach

our senior year

was normal, every semester, and my parents would never come to mine,

optimistic, so I told

her grades since her real parents passed away. We've

didn't. I never understood why they had a preference for her over