My Fiancée Hates Me

[Erik's Perspective of the Past Life]

When I was young, I met a boy who looked almost identically to me except for his black hair and deep scowl. I tried fixing his scowling eyebrows with my fingers. He attacked me like a rabid animal right afterwards. Needless to say, our first impressions were downright awful.

I still felt compelled to meet this child often. I found out later that he was my cousin named Garett from my mother's side. He was different to me despite us sharing one face, so I audaciously suggested that we trade places once in a while. I thought he would refuse, but he accepted right away against all of my expectations.

Twice a week, we exchanged clothes and began living in each other's home. He was incredibly smart and offered to take some of my tests in politics and world history, while I took the physical classes and played music with various instruments as awful as I sounded. He said that he wanted to expand his knowledge by exploring the Royal Castle's Library like a true study-bug.

At Garett's house, his room was surrounded by books like a Library. He was also allowed to eat high class meals with loads of meat and desserts. It was a large step-up from my meals that mostly consisted of hard bread and warm soup to mimic Commoner food. I enjoyed the refined cuisine.

There were plenty of servants around like my home, but I noticed that his parents were never around much. When I asked Garett about it, he just vaguely answered that they were out often, but I knew that there was a restricted wing of Garett's manor that I was not allowed to explore. That area obviously belonged to someone, but I did not dare ask who it was for.

Occasionally, I would see Garett's father Marquis Alvin come home. He would sometimes lift me in the air as if to check my weight and put me down on the ground after a few seconds of complete silence. I asked what that was about with Garett and he said that it was part of some weird ritual every time he comes home.

Even though he was a man of few words, he one day said to me while holding me up in the air, "You have gotten fat..."

I traded places with Garett the next day and quickly worked especially hard on exercising.

That was our life for the next several years.

When I told him about my fiancée, he suddenly said that he wanted to stop switching places. I agreed because we were no longer at the age to continue our antics as boys anymore, but once in a while, I still requested that he exchange places when I needed him to. He agreed since these exchanges would happen less frequently.

mine that were

why. He was terribly sharp and mean and would glare at all girls who came close to him. It was the same with Arielle who had known him the longest. Arielle

he answered that he liked a mean girl. I assumed that it meant he

way of watching out for her

seemed a bit close to Garett. I told those people all off saying that no one had the

two were extremely busy and had almost no time to ever meet. It was I who would forcibly bring those two together to meet whether it be for Arielle's dance lessons or for

involved with my fiancée Arielle," I said

up anyways because I

I would never dare

I probably should have

have feelings for Arielle?"

one person I considered more than a friend and almost like a brother showed

by having feelings

touched your fiancée...However, I have been irrefutably in love with her ever

on the verge of getting married. In less than a few days, Arielle will be my wife and one day Queen!" I shouted at

feelings towards her until we

if I am causing

I won't stop either of you because both of you