Karma Reclaimed the Inheritance

My sister backstabbed our family over a $3 million inheritance. But karma hit her harder.

My sister Ivy always had a talent for slipping into the center of things. Conversations,

photographs, family wills. If you blinked, she'd rearrange the narrative so

she was the protagonist. And I, quiet, practical, allergic to drama,

was just the extra. When our grandfather died, it wasn't a surprise that his will came

with fireworks. What shocked us was the number. $3 million, split between Ivy

and me. Except Ivy got to it first. She called me two hours after the

funeral. No tears in her voice, only calculation. Grandpa changed