Gifting My BFF Something Extra Special

My best friend made me pumpkin puree. I poured it straight into my pregnant dog’s bowl.

Because I’ve been reborn.

In my last life, she bound me to a "Harvest System." Every time I ate the food she prepared, the baby growing inside me would be transferred to her womb, to be born as her own.

She had married into a powerful family, one that hadn't produced a male heir in three generations. Her in-laws were desperate for a grandson. But she was barren. So she turned her predatory gaze to me, her newly married best friend.