All Chapters of Hey Sis, You Can Keep the Trash: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Three months before my wedding, my fiancé, Henry Siebert, decided it was the perfect time to drop a maternity photo shoot on social media—with my foster sister, Betty Foster.The caption? Oh, just this gem:[Legally welcoming our little one into the world.]Betty added a shy emoji. And my mom? She liked the post and wrote:[Once the baby is born, I'll help take care of it so you two can enjoy your time together as a couple.]I couldn't help myself. I replied with a single question mark. And then Henry's DMs came in hot:[She's just borrowing me for a year to get married. Once the baby's born, I'll come back to you.][Don't be so petty. My mom already said we'll only get the marriage certificate after you give me a son. This way, we can have the wedding first—it's perfect.]I hit him back with a cold [Mm,] wiped my profile clean of anything Henry-related, and posted a fresh update:[Missing a groom—who's up for the job?]Henry was the first to blow up my notifications:[Daphn

Henry shot me a glare. "I get it—you've been holding a grudge ever since I married Betty and, well, the whole 'got her pregnant behind your back' thing. Yeah, I should've told you sooner.""But that doesn't mean you can hurt her," he continued. "She's been through so much. All she wanted was to be a mom. Is that really so wrong? Why does she have to deal with your anger too?"Then he pointed at me. "You owe her an apology. Today."I could feel my whole body shaking, but I forced myself to stay calm. My voice came out rough. "What did I do wrong? Tell me. What exactly did I do wrong?"That threw him. He just stood there, totally caught off guard by the redness in my eyes.And then, cue Betty with her soft, tragic sigh. "It's fine, Henry. Forget it. Even though I almost died just now..."I don't blame Daphne. I don't need her apology. You two are getting married soon, and I don't want to cause any drama."Henry sighed and looked at her with tenderness. "Betty, your selflessness...

Betty dropped to her knees, full Oscar-worthy waterworks. "Mom, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to—boohoo—I'm so sorry, Mom. If Daphne won't forgive me, I'll just die!"Then came her dramatic sobbing."Betty, stop pre—"Slap!Mom's hand connected with my face before I even got the words out."Enough!" she screamed. "It's just ashes! The dead are gone—are ashes more important than the living? If you keep bullying Betty, you can get out of my house!"That slap? Yeah, it killed whatever shred of attachment I had left for her.Maybe it was for the best. I didn't belong here anymore anyway.Without a word, I wiped the blood off my lip, turned, and walked upstairs.No teary goodbyes, no dramatic speeches. If Betty had already claimed my room, what was the point of sticking around?Time to pack and bounce.I didn't bother with the gifts Mom had given me or the flashy jewelry Henry had tried to win me over with.And those old family photos? Burned. I wasn't the type to cling to the past.

Out of nowhere, someone pulled me into a firm embrace and kicked the drunk guy away like it was nothing.Startled, I turned—and there he was. Ray."Which hand touched her?" His voice was ice, his glare sharp enough to freeze the room. "Or was it both?"The sharp crack of his shoe meeting the guy's hand was followed by a scream that made everyone flinch.Ray pressed down harder. "Still here? Leave. Now."The guy tripped over himself apologizing and stumbled away.In my memory, Ray had always been the calm, gentle type—a picture of grace and patience. Seeing him like this, furious and fierce, was a first.Once the drunk guy was gone, Ray turned back to me, cupping my cheek. "Good thing I got here in time. What would I have done if someone bullied my fiancée?"Fiancée. The word landed like a bomb, sending my heart racing."Ray? Oh my God, you're back!" Suzie blurted as I helped her up. "When did you get here? How long have you been back?"Ray patiently answered, "About an hour a

Henry's face went ghost-white, like someone had just told him his favorite team lost the Super Bowl. Even his whole posture caved in like a deflated lawn chair."What? No way. You wouldn't give me up! You're lying!" he sputtered. "I don't believe it!"Then he went full-on meltdown mode.The security guards came. They tackled him and pinned him to the floor. He squirmed around like a fish out of water.And me? Yeah, I didn't feel bad. Not even a little.Henry and I? We were over. Like, forever over.***Later, Suzie spilled the tea: Henry took Betty to court for fraud and stealing his property.Even when Betty whipped out the "unborn child" card, begging him not to ruin her, Henry didn't flinch.So, naturally, Betty ran to my mom, sobbing and begging for backup.But once Henry dragged all her dirty laundry into the light, my mom finally woke up. She kicked Betty out without so much as a second thought.Betty? Oh, she lost it. Full-on meltdown. She grabbed a knife and went aft