April Fool's Betrayal: A Sister's Revenge

"I'm pregnant."

Ashley Roberts announced, her hand resting smugly on her flat stomach, eyes on my brother.

It was April Fool's Day, but my parents weren't laughing.

They erupted in joy, celebrating their impending grandchild.

I stood by, a cold dread spreading through me.

This wasn't just déjà vu; it was a horrifying replay of my past life.

Ashley's fake pregnancy had been a trap, draining my parents' retirement for a luxury condo.

Then, she came for me, demanding $100,000.

"Sarah, you have to help," my mother had tearfully pleaded, "It's for your nephew! Don't you care about family?"