A Pig for a Groom, A Cousin in Tears

The very first thing I do after I come back to life is find a pig and get married to it.

In my past life, I was on the brink of getting engaged to my lover of ten years, Anthony Warner, who was a regimental colonel. In order to celebrate my engagement, Hannah Larson, my cousin, gave me a bracelet, and since it was a thoughtful gift from her, I wore it all the time.

Yet, on our engagement day, Anthony didn't just call off our engagement, but he also berated me, calling me a tramp and a homewrecker who destroyed his relationship with Hannah.

I was completely at a loss and tried to defend myself, but Hannah suddenly stepped forward and burst out crying. "I know my family and educational background surpass yours, but you can't just ruin my relationship with Anthony out of jealousy, Natalie! Anthony and I have already made a lifelong commitment to each other, so please just let it go!"

Anthony turned and led Hannah away. They then got engaged shortly afterward.

I was left standing there, becoming the subject of gossip from my relatives. They called me a shameless home-wrecker, and their scorn extended to my parents, who were shamed for raising such a child.

They eventually took their own lives from all the rumors, and I couldn't bear the pain of losing them, so I ended myself, too.

I suddenly open my eyes and find myself returning to the day Hannah presents me with the bracelet.

"I got this bracelet after praying sincerely, Natalie. You have to wear it all the time, as it's meant to bless you with a happy marriage and a loving, harmonious bond with your other half!" Hannah Larson, my cousin, said as she lifted her pant legs, showing her bruised and swollen knees.

She looked genuinely sincere, as if she had gone through all this just to make sure my love life went well.

I finally realized with certainty that I had been reborn as I witnessed the all-too-familiar scene unfold before me again.

I was overcome with a burning hatred as I watched Hannah ignore my resistance and force the bracelet onto my wrist. I wanted nothing more than to smash it to pieces right then and there, but I held back, knowing that this wasn't the right time to destroy the very thing that had ruined my family.

I quickly suppressed my fury and put on a shocked, grateful expression. "I can't believe you did this for me, Hannah! I promise I'll wear it all the time—I won't even take it off to shower!"

Having gotten the reply she sought, Hannah departed with a beaming grin plastered across her face.

I couldn't help but stare at the bracelet on my wrist once she was gone, and I was reminded of the past.

In my past life, Hannah had also given me a similar bracelet just before my engagement, claiming that I had to wear it at