Drugged Before the Wedding, I Chose His Twin
The night before my wedding, my drink was spiked with an aphrodisiac.
In my past life, I pinpointed my fiancé, Cassius, in the crowded room. We spent a passionate night together, and the wedding went off without a hitch the next day. I thought I had chosen happiness.
That was until his assistant, Valerie, died in a yacht explosion. He went insane, pushed me off a cliff, and roared, "Valerie and I had a pact! I was supposed to leave the day before the wedding to travel the world with her! If you hadn't clung to me all night, I wouldn't have missed it, and she wouldn't be dead!"
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the night I was drugged.
This time, I threw myself into the arms of Cassi