My Fiancée Hates Me

My chest hurts...

My throat burns...

Why is the afterlife painful?

Painful?

I opened my eyes to a familiar ceiling. My body was sluggish as I forced myself upwards. The surroundings were of my old bedroom.

Did I fail in my suicide attempt and come home?

I rubbed my head slightly.

Hm?

My hands were noticeably tiny. Whose body is this?

My childhood Maid and caretaker Stella had just come into my room.

I was terribly confused.

Stella? She had left when she was of suitable age to marry.

"My Lady, have you awoken from your fever?"

"Fever..."

I had been resting from a fever?

"Arielle!" a woman with a busty figure said as she approached me. "You have finally awoken."

My mother had appeared in the room as well. My mother? She was supposed to have died when I was young.

Everything is wrong. I am seeing all the people that I want to see again. This is not the afterlife...This is hell, a sweet hell that can only be considered a dream.

"What year is it?" I asked Stella as I grabbed her hands.

I am a child...

I waited a bit before coming to any conclusions. Major events that I should not know about had happened and I was able to accurately connect them with what seemed like my first life.

This might be considered a time leap or something along those lines. Whatever this is, it is a blessing in disguise.

I saved my mother with future knowledge. Since I knew the conditions needed to save her, the rest was easy.

I wanted to see Prince Erik but waited for a few years for our official meeting. That day, I wandered into the Royal Garden where I knew that I was not allowed and ran into my younger husband who was now a child and still a Prince.

My heart swelled with joy. He was alive and well. Everything that happened before seems like a dream...This is reality.

I have to make him dislike me and lose my position as his fiancée.

Kaya Ouchi's trigger was her jealousy towards me. It was not like she loved or hated Erik. She hated me and wanted the position of being Queen.

I will leave the seat empty, but she will never have it if I have anything to say about it.

There is the possibility that Erik will get hurt in trying to protect me a second time, so I will aim to do everything to make Erik stay away from me if that is what it takes.

"I hate–"

For now, let me protect you from myself...

"I hate you," I started.

That was maybe too strong of a greeting...

"Hah?"

"You will never be the object of my affection. I would rather be a commoner than marry you to satisfy our families. Along with me, there will never be a woman who will ever truly love you," I said cruelly.

I believe that these words are similar to what he told me. If I tell him this, he could possibly break off the engagement, kill me, or even just refuse to see me entirely.

This is a political marriage, and I am of a high-born family, so the engagement may not easily be broken off. I do not expect to be hanged either. I just expect that Prince Erik will refuse to see me until our wedding day or break up our engagement.

He grabbed my strawberry blonde colored hair in anger.

"How dare you speak to me like that!" he screamed me.

"Hehe..."

all

released my hair and I

get for

I grinned widely.

is not enough to make

father

cue, Your

of Prince Erik receiving a severe scolding from His Majesty awhile after I

come here. As I thought, I

guards and had a very stern look on his face. I do not suppose

gave a hug to

miss you all," I told my

tears from

"I'm ready," I said.

"Ready? For what?"

"My exile."

He seemed flustered.

is not what I am here for,"

felt my

exile? An execution then for saying such

received permission to have my

would not like your

my neck? What a classic way to get rid of

up a flight of stairs and

need this, so

"What did you understand!"

for a

like a cleaner death? I thought you would want my

psychotic person would come to such a conclusion? I want

did he

is him... Surely, this is the most used way to get rid of a high

Poison!

a quick death is not allowed.

you really want to kill yourself so

prefer

feel the same

not what

am not here to exile you or take your life... I would like to know

I suddenly felt flushed.

my husband is in his younger self and acting embarrassed,

to prepare some tea for

It

at Prince Erik again... He is beautiful even

Such smooth skin...

Pink lips...

that nasty mean glint in

and spoken harshly to by someone we love. The days when we were children were certainly the best. Since it was an unseemly fetish, I tried to hide it throughout the time we were sweethearts up until we got married and began further

He was so cute...

awkward silence swept between us as we continued

in my thoughts of remembering such things that I forgot he was sitting across

"Your Highness?"

"Just call me Erik."

name so easily? I had called it various times before... It just has

"...Then, Prince Erik?"

his name makes my

"That's fine."

under the impression that you were not fond of me from our

happen? It seems that I was the one who incurred your wrath.

not the

tried chilling down my

you mean

I lowered her head.

one to break off our engagement. It is best we end our relationship

Even if we break it off or just decide not to go public with our relationship,

into submission and does not pursue a selfish romance. Depending on my actions, I

mess things up, I could just be furthering Kaya Ouchi into Prince Erik's arms. This is why I need

are just too many

easiest way for us to be

"Why is that?"

not