The Alpaca Fake Heiress

Summary

On my wedding anniversary, my three-year-old son gave me an alpaca as a gift.

I turned right around and shipped it off to the circus, where I found it a strapping alpaca husband.

All because I'd been reborn.

In my last life, that alpaca was sweet and gentle with everyone—except me. Every single day, it spat on me. Determined not to disappoint my son, I tried everything to win it over, but nothing worked. My mind unraveled. I stopped sleeping. I started hearing things that weren't there, and every night I dreamed of that alpaca chasing me down to spit in my face.