I broke off my friendship with my childhood friend due to my fiancé’s manipulations.
Eight years later, in a moment where I nearly lost my life, trapped by the fiancé’s schemes—
“Run, Your Highness!”
“…Kayan?”
The one I had cut off so suddenly had returned.
“Don’t cry. You’ll look really ugly if you do.”
With a farewell in the familiar tone of our childhood, he died in my place. As I watched him die, I made a vow.
‘I will never live like this again.’
***
So, I turned back time. The problem? I returned to a year after I had already broken off my friendship with Kayan!
Still, I couldn’t let the tragedy of my past life repeat itself. This time, I was determined to live fearlessly.
First, I gave my bullying half-sibling a taste of rough revenge.
“Aaaaagh! Did you just stab me with a sword?!”
“Oh my, look at that! You’re not dead yet, huh?”
Then, I sent a rough letter to my brother, who was off at war, requesting a break-up with my fiancé: [Just send me the breakup letter without any excuses. If not, I’ll kill everyone and lock myself up in prison.]
And most importantly… I had to clear up the misunderstanding with Kayan!
“I want to be your best friend again, like we were before.”
“Yes, I appreciate Your Highness’s kindness.”
“I’ll work hard to regain the trust I lost.”
“Yes, I appreciate Your Highness’s efforts.”
Kayan, wounded and guarded, was not going to be easy to win back… ‘I’ve even come back through time—there’s no way I can’t break down this wall!’
Just wait. I will definitely become your friend again!