After being brought back into the family by my wealthy parents, the fake daughter, Jessica Montgomery, found out she was being kicked out.

In a fit of rage, she jumped off a building.

My brother, Logan, did not take his anger out on me and gave me a little pig as a pet.

It wasn’t until my eighteenth birthday, when I put on the custom necklace from my childhood friend, Scott West, that I realized what had actually happened.

I was swapped with the little pig.

I tried to prove who I really was, but instead of listening, they threw me into the kitchen, butchered me, and turned me into a roast suckling pig.

After dying, I saw my original body, living it up, enjoying a feast while sneering. "Bitch, you dare compete with me for everything? Go die!"

And the worst part?

Logan and Scott expressed their excitement, exclaiming, "Jessica's finally back! All that acting was worth it!"

It turned out that Jessica had jumped off the building and ended up in a coma, with her soul taking over the little pig’s body.

They had planned the whole thing to bring Jessica back to the family.

When I realized the truth, I died from sheer rage. But when I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day my brother had given me the little pig.

This time? I wasn’t letting it slide.

I immediately sent the pig off to mate!

——

"Alexa, I’ve been swamped with work lately, so I thought I’d let Lulu keep you company," Logan said, holding a little pink pig dressed in an adorable outfit and offering it to me like it was some kind of special gift.

Scott, my childhood friend, placed the pet supplies aside and teased, "Logan really went all out to get you this pig. You better take good care of it, Alexa."

I spaced out for a second, and Logan, thinking I was shy, tried shoving the little pig into my arms.

I instinctively pushed it away, nearly falling over in the process.

Logan, though, quickly protected the little pig, not even sparing me a glance.

Relieved that nothing serious had happened, Scott complained, "Alexa, Logan was trying to be nice and give you a gift, and this is how you act? You almost knocked Lulu over!"

Seeing the concern on their faces, I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.

In my past life, after finally being recognized by my wealthy parents, I was so grateful to have a family.

But when Jessica found out she was being sent away, she jumped off a building in her grief and ended up in a vegetative state.

Logan, though, didn’t take his anger out on me. Instead, he bought me the little pig I had wanted for so long.

I was flattered, even hugging it to sleep that night, hoping we’d form a bond.

But then, it suddenly switched from being calm and sweet to biting me hard.

Not wanting to bother my family, I went to get vaccinated alone.

But when I returned, my room was completely wrecked.

The pillows and blankets were shredded, covered in excrement. My new clothes were torn apart and scattered across the floor. Even the family portrait frame on the bedside table had been smashed.

As I opened the door, the little pig glared at me fiercely, its mouth twisting into a strange, unsettling grin. It bit into the head of a plush toy like it was taunting me.

I froze, breaking out in a cold sweat, and couldn't stop myself from screaming.

Logan rushed in at the sound, but he didn't believe me when I told him what happened.

Even Scott, looking at me like I had completely lost my mind, said, "Lulu’s so cute. There’s no way she’s as creepy as you’re making her out to be. You must’ve sleepwalked and messed everything up, then tried to blame Lulu!"

I was about to argue, but Logan suddenly said that he’d send it away after my birthday if I didn't like the pig.

But on my birthday, after Scott helped me put on the custom luxury necklace, he casually hung my old necklace around the little pig’s neck.

And just like that, I suddenly felt light-headed.

When I woke up, I discovered I had swapped bodies with the little pig, and now I was tied up, placed on the chopping board, waiting to be butchered.

I wanted to scream, but all that came out was a pig’s squeal.

Just as I was about to lose consciousness, everything finally clicked.

It turned out that after Jessica had jumped off the building and ended up in a vegetative state, her soul had attached itself to the little pig.

Everything Logan and Scott had done was part of a sick plan to swap my life with Jessica’s.

One was my real brother and the other was my childhood friend.

I had been blind to it all.

Thinking back on it, my body trembled with rage. I had been played, and the anger was boiling inside me.

I could feel it rising, and in the coldest tone, I said, "If you two like it so much, then you can keep it. I’m not doing this."

Seeing I was firm in my decision, Logan stopped pressing the issue.

But he did mention that the little pig would have to stay for a few more days until they found a new owner.

Then, they’d send it away.

With my birthday coming up, it was clear they were planning to use me as some pawn in Jessica’s scheme.

But this time? Their plan was doomed to fail.

Even though I had been reborn, I still hadn’t figured out what exactly triggered the body swap in my past life.

Was it the timing of my birthday?

The necklace?

Or maybe the fact that we ate and lived together?

I couldn’t act too hastily. Or else, I risked falling into their trap again.

But one thing was sure. Jessica, even trapped in the body of the little pig, was still just as restless as she’d been before.

Even though I locked my bedroom door whenever I came and went, she somehow managed to sneak in.

And just like last time, she made a total mess of the room.

But this time?

She went way further—she dug out my beloved calligraphy and paintings and pissed all over them.

One of those paintings had been a rare gift from my mentor, and I could feel my blood boil. I was beyond furious. If I could’ve, I would’ve torn Jessica apart right then and there.

She was doing this purposefully, trying to get back at me to take her stuff. But here’s the thing—everything in that room had originally been mine.

I sneered, no longer afraid to scream like I had in my past life.

Instead, when Jessica wasn’t looking, I grabbed her little leg and lifted her by it. She immediately let out a high-pitched squeal, panic in her piglet voice.

Just as I was about to kick her, Logan barged in, rushing over and snatching her up, holding the pig protectively in his arms.

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?" he yelled. "I told you, I’ll send her away in a few days. You can’t treat her like this!"

Scott came in right behind him. Seeing Jessica trembling in Logan’s arms, whining and scared, he didn’t even ask what had happened.

Instead, he looked at me and yelled, "Alexa, you're all grown up now. Why are you picking on a little animal? What has it ever done to you?"

He turned to comfort Jessica, looking at her with sympathy, as if I was the one in the wrong. "Look at her—she’s terrified!"

In my past life, Logan and Scott had been the same. They’d protected Jessica without a second thought, even when she had become a pig. In this life, Jessica, as smug as ever, hid in Logan’s arms and shot me a provoking glare.

I was beyond pissed, and I didn’t care who saw it. I grabbed the ruined calligraphy and paintings from the floor and threw them before Logan and Scott.

Then, pointing at the disaster in the room, I shouted, "Which one of you saw me bullying her? She’s the one who destroyed my room and all my collections for no reason! Peeing everywhere! She must be in heat! I don’t think you need to find her a new owner. Just send her to mate. Maybe she’ll calm down a bit!"

I couldn’t care less if Logan and Scott believed me. They’d never send Jessica away to mate, anyway. But at least I could gross them out and finally vent my frustration!

As expected, the moment those words left my mouth, Jessica shuddered, fear evident in her piglet eyes.

Logan froze for a second, his face full of disbelief. "Alexa, where did you learn all this nonsense? You’ve really let me down."

Scott was just as furious. "Alexa, what’s wrong with you? Lulu's only a few months old, and you want to make her mate? Are you even human?"

He threw his hands up in exasperation. "And it’s your fault for not caring for your things properly, and now you’re blaming Lulu. You’re acting like a total shrew!"

"Still, Jessica looks more like a Montgomery heiress..."

As soon as those words left Scott’s mouth, Logan shot him a deadly glare. Scott quickly realized his mistake, his face turning pale.

"Sorry, I didn’t mean that," he stammered, then hurried out of the room.

I could tell their patience and restraint were part of some bigger plan to get Jessica back into the family. They were playing their parts perfectly, but this time, I wasn’t as clueless as I had been before. In my past life, I’d been too blind to see it, but not anymore.

This time? I was going to put on a show they wouldn’t forget.

Over the next few days, Jessica grew quieter. She stayed obediently in the room Logan had set up for her, not causing trouble. I figured she was probably terrified of being sent off to mate.

But that wasn’t enough for me. I wasn’t going to let her off that easily.

So, I took matters into my own hands.

I snuck over to the pig farm and bought a few packets of sow hormones. I mixed them into the food Logan had prepared for her.

The farm owner assured me the hormones would take effect quickly. Even though the little pig was small, just a few dozen pounds, it would soon bulk up and go into heat.

When you raise pigs, the goal is to make them fat and cute. I mean, if you want them to get attention, that’s pretty much a must.

I had a special birthday surprise planned for Jessica. She’d better be in top shape for it.

Within a few days, Jessica started visibly gaining weight, turning into a little ball of fat. Meanwhile, Logan kept a close eye on her, almost paranoid that I was up to something.

The night before my birthday, I woke up hungry in the middle of the night and decided to grab a snack from the kitchen.

But the moment I bit into the sandwich I’d made earlier, I knew something was wrong. The sandwich tasted strange, and the juice smelled foul, almost rancid.

I quickly rinsed my mouth out, my anger rising like a tidal wave.

It was Jessica.

She’d tampered with my food!

And I couldn’t let her get away with it.

I stormed down the hall toward her room, ready to confront her.

But I stopped when I heard Logan’s voice from inside.

"Jessica, just hang in there a little longer. I’ll help you take back everything that’s yours. I was worried you’d suffer with Mom at the time, so I secretly swapped you with Alexa. Who knew she’d be brought back? I know you’ve been frustrated these past few days, but once tomorrow is over, you can swap bodies and go back to normal! That bitch, Alexa, will disappear, and the position of the Montgomery's heiress will be yours!"

I froze.

So that’s what this was all about. Logan was my father’s illegitimate son, and Jessica was his half-sister.

They shared the same mother but different fathers.

My blood was boiling.

I almost barged in and ripped these vile siblings apart right then and there. But I held myself back. I couldn’t let my emotions get the best of me. I had a bigger plan in mind for tomorrow.

The next morning, I woke up to find the house had been rearranged.

Logan was standing in front of me, holding flowers and a cake. His expression was warmer than usual, almost like he was trying to act like a caring brother.

"Alexa, today’s your eighteenth birthday. It’s your first birthday back with the Montgomerys. Mom and Dad can’t be here since they’re abroad, so I set up a little birthday party for you. I really hope you like it."

Scott stood nearby, practically vibrating with excitement. "I’ve got a gift for you, too, Alexa. I hope it makes your eighteenth birthday even more special."

I couldn’t help but notice the exact same words they’d said in my past life.

I would’ve been touched in my past life, feeling like I finally had a real family.

But now, all I felt was a cold, sinking feeling.

What they were really celebrating wasn’t my birthday. It was Jessica’s "rebirth." The thought made my stomach turn.

Seeing the eager looks on their faces, I forced a smile.

At this point, it was all just part of the game.

"Alright, but if we’re celebrating my birthday, how could you not get me my favorite black swan cake? Come on, Logan, don’t leave me hanging. Why don’t you go pick one up for me?"

Logan hesitated and was about to grab his phone to order a delivery.

Before he could, I quickly cut him off, pretending to pout and act disappointed.