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Bestie Commits Bigamy in My Name

After Mira Bolton uses my identity to marry three wealthy men and vanish with nine million dollars, I am left to face their wrath. The heir, the pilot, and the professor track me down, subjecting me to kidnapping, mutilation, and a slow death in a remote village. However, I suddenly wake up back in the past, right after Mira began her deception. Now, I must navigate this dangerous billionaire romance and mystery to prevent my gruesome demise and expose the truth.
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Chapter 1

My best friend, Mira Bolton, got into an online relationship with three rich men while impersonating me. One of them was an heir to an extremely wealthy family, the second one was a domineering pilot, while the last one was a cold and aloof professor who taught medicine.

In order to siphon money from them, Mira told them that she wanted to marry them, but they'd have to pay her family three million dollars each as a form of monetary gift.

After they agreed to Mira's proposal, she used my ID to register in three different marriages with them at respective times.

Mira was terrified that she'd suffer from a fate worse than death when her wrongdoings were exposed. Right after she received the money, she told them she had cancer and needed to fly overseas to get it treated. That was how she disappeared with millions of dollars under her name.

Eventually, they tracked me down using the information from my ID card.

Daniel Newton, the rich heir, asked me icily, "Didn't you fly overseas to get your cancer treated?"

I looked very confused by his question. Only then did they realize they had gotten tricked by Mira.

Enraged, Daniel had me kidnapped and thrown into a rural village all the way in the mountains.

Kevin Luther, the pilot, broke my legs and told me that I could forget about escaping from the mountains forever.

Felix McQuinn, the professor, felt that it wasn't big enough of a punishment for me, so he personally removed my kidney from my body.

In the village, I was reduced to a plaything meant for the villagers to toy with. In the end, I caught STDs and died in a filthy pig pen.

When I wake up again, I've returned after Mira stole my identity and got into a relationship with them.

"It's time to get up, Alyssa Sawyer! The sun's already shining in the sky!"

I jolted awake at the sound of someone hammering on my door. Sweat drenched my back when I heard that familiar voice.

I scanned my surroundings and noticed that I was in my rented apartment. Only then did I realize that I had been reborn.

"I ordered delivery, Aly. Let's eat together."

I slowly got up from my bed as the voice resounded through the door.

Mira Bolton and I had moved into this apartment together after we graduated. She was my best friend. I treated her as if she were family, but she was also the one who sent me to my death.

I was nearly overwhelmed with the urge to tear her face apart with my bare hands when I looked at her innocent expression. Instead, I curled my hands into tight fists, digging my nails painfully into my palms.

Suppressing the hatred festering in my heart, I walked over to the dining table.

"Hurry and eat. The food's going to get cold soon," Mira said. "Oh, that's right. Can I borrow your ID, Aly? Don't you have an annual membership for entry into Mt. Dawnbreak? I want to go hiking, so I'd like to borrow your ID to enter the area."

My ID?

My heart throbbed when I heard Mira's request. I hastily pulled out my phone and looked at the date.

It was May 19th—three months before I met my demise at the hands of the three men in my past life.

It turned out that Mira had already started planning to impersonate me a long time ago.

In my past life, after I lent my ID to Mira, she returned it to me the next day after she was done with her hike. She disappeared for a long time after that.

It was only when I suddenly got the urge to visit my parents that I learned that the ID she returned to me was fake. When I presented my ID at the high-speed railway station, I was informed that my ID was fake because it didn't have a chip.

Not long after that, the heir of the richest family in Bayville and two other men found me. They accused me of being a liar. Not only that, but each of them had a marriage certificate that had my name on it. They even had my photos.

There was nothing else I could do but repeatedly explain myself to them. I told them that I wasn't a liar, and I was most definitely not married. In fact, I didn't even know them!

However, the three men ignored my explanations and ordered their bodyguards to abduct me. They broke my legs and removed one of my kidneys before leaving me in an unnamed village in the mountains to be tortured day in and day out.

Days of abuse turned into years.

As for Mira, she fled to another country and lived a carefree life after using my identity to trick the three men into giving her money.

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