I Was Meant to Save Her from Curse, But She Betrayed Me

Sienna Langford, the cherished little princess of Ashbourne’s elite circle, hailed from a family that amassed their fortune by unearthing ancient relics buried beneath a forgotten cathedral. But every coin came steeped in a curse that has haunted their bloodline for centuries.

Generations ago, the Langford ancestors triggered a deadly curse during one of their archaeological digs. Since then, every woman in the family has died before reaching the age of twenty-five. The only known way to break the curse was for a Langford woman to marry a man with a rare and exceptionally strong life force powerful enough to repel the shadow of death that haunts their bloodline.

So, I’m, Lucas Everhart, and in my previous life, I was meant to marry Sienna to break that curse. But my foster brother, Tristan, stole my ceremonial suit and tried to impersonate me at the wedding. I rushed to the venue to stop him and chaos followed.

Tristan became a laughingstock in the upper circles of Ashbourne. Humiliated and enraged, he threw himself off a building.

My parents blamed me for everything. They called me a curse and severed ties. Sienna turned on me too. On the anniversary of Tristan’s death, she locked me in a room and set it on fire. But death wasn't the end for me. I awoke, gasping, burned memories still raw on the very day fate had gone wrong. Time had rewound and I was given one more chance.

“A sacred bloodline match? What a joke! You’re just after the Langford name and fortune!”

“I’m pregnant with Tristan’s child. You killed him. You robbed my baby of a father. I’ll make you pay with your life!”

When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to that fateful wedding day. This time, I would not stop the wedding. I would send them a gift.

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I strode into the grand hall, my expression cold and unwavering. The couple on stage had just exchanged rings.

Gasps echoed through the crowd as their eyes landed on me.

“Lucas Everhart? Why is he here?”

“Wait… isn’t this his wedding with Sienna Langford?”

“If he’s here… then who’s the man standing on stage?”

The atmosphere shifted instantly. All eyes turned toward me, especially the Langford Family seated in the front row. Anthony, Sienna’s father, was the first to react, rising to his feet, fury darkening his face.

“What’s the meaning of this? Lucas Everhart was supposed to marry into our family! Who’s the man up there?”

Without a word, Daisy, Sienna’s mother, stormed the stage and yanked the groom’s mask off.

A collective gasp rose from the crowd.

“Isn’t that Tristan, the adopted son of the Everhart Family?!”

“Unbelievable! Did they really swap the groom?”

“Only Lucas Everhart is the true sacred bloodline match needed to break the curse. If Tristan marries Sienna Langford, it won’t be lifted!”

Tristan’s face turned ashen. But Sienna remained calm. She squeezed Tristan’s hand and gave him a reassuring nod before stepping forward.

She knelt solemnly before her parents. “Dad, Mom, Tristan is the only man I love. I will not marry anyone else.”

“I don’t believe in some ridiculous curse. Our female ancestors lived long lives, well into their hundreds!”

Anthony’s face was thunderous as he slammed his cane to the floor.

“Do you know why your aunts lived such long lives? Because they married men with sacred bloodlines, strong enough to defy death itself.”

“Your 25th birthday is tomorrow. You’re gambling with your life!” Tears welled in Daisy’s eyes.

“Sienna, we never lied to you. Your third aunt didn’t die in a car crash, she was cursed.”

“You were born into the Langford Family. Your life isn’t just yours, it carries the weight of generations. You have no freedom when it comes to love.”

But Sienna remained on her knees, stubborn and unmoved.

“I would rather die young than spend my life with someone I don’t love. Better a short life than living like a corpse.”

I watched her quietly, a sudden clarity settling over me. She had been reborn too. And like me, she had made her choice: she would rather defy fate than surrender to it.

Realizing she wouldn’t budge, Anthony turned his wrath on me.

“Lucas! So you never planned to marry Sienna in the first place? You used an adopted son to trick us? How shameless can the Everhart Family get?”

“If you don’t give us a proper explanation today, your family will be ruined in Ashbourne!”

My mother stepped forward, smiling stiffly as she gripped my arm. She pushed me toward the Langford Family. And just like that, the second round of this deadly game began.