My Best Friend Swapped My Soul with a Dog

After being reunited with my wealthy biological parents, Harry Marshall and Grace Marshall, my good friend Sophie Martin, who is allergic to dogs, picked up a dog.

I was eating all kinds of expensive and rare foods, while Sophie didn’t hesitate to spend three months' salary to buy king crab for that dog.

I had just finished a perm that cost $15,000, and she immediately had the dog's fur curled too.

Even though Sophie broke out in rashes and was severely swollen, she still came to me every day holding the dog, even calling it by my nickname.

Sophie explained pitifully, "Olivia, I can't bear to see you leave. With this little dog around, it feels like you're still by my side." Olivia Marshall is my name.

I was deeply moved by her words and immediately covered all the dog’s expenses, even buying many matching items for the dog and me.

Unexpectedly, 81 days later, I turned into a dog, and Sophie took over my body.

I was so anxious that I cried, but the sound I made turned into barking. Sophie, on the other hand, fearfully hid in Grace's arms.

Harry and Grace immediately ordered the bodyguards to beat me until I was barely alive.

While I was severely injured, Sophie smiled and sent me to a dog meat shop for slaughter. In the end, I was shared and eaten by the whole family.

As my soul was about to dissipate, I saw her talking on the phone with my fiancé Arthur Duncan.

She said, "Arthur, thanks to the Soul-Swapping Spell you taught me, I can finally have everything of Olivia's, including you."

When I opened my eyes again, I returned to the day Sophie asked me to help her feed the dog.