Her Place in His Heart by Isabella Reed

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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.

“my

“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 have family coming over, and you messed up her dress on purpose?”

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

like she was about to cry, and my mom was right there, soothing her with gentle words and a soft touch. I used to feel that warmth, but

another life.

little closer, only looked at me for a moment, they might have seen

didn’t. They all left, a happy little family of four, without even looking

was leaving, Ashley shot me a triumphant glance, as if

a chronicle of Ashley’s adventures with our family, showcasing

but it was only for her, and they didn’t even share a slice of it

died in my previous life, I posted something on Instagram too. “If

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

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a second thought.

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spent my whole high school years

of them, and the absence of constant conflict with Ashley allowed a

by the absence of conflict with Ashley had a profound

focus more on

effort she put

my pace.

senior year

normal, every semester, and my parents would never come to mine, but I wanted to

about it.

Ashley has been struggling with her grades since her real parents passed away. We’ve already promised to go to her