I Died Saving the Family and Fiancé Who Betrayed Me — Novel

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In a world where family ties can bind as tightly as a noose, Sienna finds herself at the center of a deadly game. Betrayed by those she once loved, she faces a choice: live as a pawn in their schemes or risk everything to unearth the truth behind a series of gruesome murders. With her best friend's unsolved disappearance haunting her, Sienna dons a wedding dress not for love, but as bait to draw out the infamous "Bride Butcher."

As she steps into the spotlight, the lines between loyalty and betrayal blur. The family that once cherished her now sees her as a threat, and her former fiancé's harsh words cut deeper than any knife. Can she navigate the treacherous waters of deceit while keeping her heart intact? Or will the very people she seeks to protect become the ones to shatter her resolve?

With undercover officers posing as wedding guests and a past filled with dark secrets, Sienna must confront her family's twisted loyalties and the chilling truth about her best friend’s fate. As danger closes in, will she find the strength to reclaim her life, or will her sacrifice lead to her ultimate demise?

I Died Saving the Family and Fiancé Who Betrayed MeChapter 1

In the third year after my best friend went missing, eighteen skeletons were found buried under Fairview.

Among them, one was the most tragic, one hundred and eighty stab wounds, each deep enough to reach the bone.

In her cold hand, she held a wrinkled piece of paper. “Don’t be afraid, I’m just going home. If you can’t keep going, come back too.”

A loud system alert sounded in my mind. “Family and romance strategy values have dropped to ten percent. Host, please die soon to return to your original world.”

That night, I put on a wedding dress and sent my suicide note to the family group chat.

My foster sister’s fiancé, the man who once stood by me, replied, “Are you insane?”

My actress mother kept calling, her voice shaking with anger, demanding I take off the wedding dress and go back to apologize to my foster sister.

My brother, who worked as a police officer, also shouted in anger. “You know Heidi lost her memory and can’t handle you marrying Atlas Miller. Yet you still wear a wedding dress to upset her. Are you trying to make her worse?”

No one cared about my suicide note.