A Fatal Stew

Opening my eyes, I found myself sitting at the dining table. The nightmare hadn't happened yet. The lavish dinner was just beginning. The root of my past life's tragedy was the girl standing across from me. The impoverished student I had funded for years. To impress my billionaire fiancé, she had slaughtered Ranger, the retired combat K-9 my father brought back from his deployments. She had him cooked into a dark, heavily spiced exotic stew. Ranger wasn't just a pet. He was a decorated war hero who had saved countless lives. In my previous life, my fiancé casually picked up a piece of meat from the bowl. "It's just a dog. I'll buy you a better breed tomorrow. Look at the effort Beth put in. You should be grateful." He didn't know that Ranger's death would bring apocalyptic wrath upon our families. My father's company went bankrupt. My parents died in a mysterious car crash. And Tristan, my fiancé, personally locked me in a psychiatric ward where I was tortured until my last breath