Reborn, I Won't Stop My Brother From Getting Gender-Affirming Surgery

My brother’s best friend planned to drug him with sleeping pills, take him to the hospital, and have him undergo gender reassignment surgery.

I had noticed long ago that the way he looked at my brother was off, so I tried to talk some sense into him.

I told my brother to cut ties with him, and thanks to my warning, he escaped disaster.

But years later, after my brother’s best friend received a huge payout from a demolition project, my brother, worn out from working overtime every day, saw his friend decked out in designer brands and driving a luxury car. He regretted not going along with him and getting the surgery.

He took that resentment out on me, too.

“So what if I’d gotten gender reassignment surgery? If it meant living the good life, who cares whether I’m a man or a woman! It’s all your fault for stopping me from enjoying myself. Go die! Once you’re dead, I can spend your savings!”

My twisted brother shoved my head into the bathtub and drowned me in the bathroom.

Given another chance, I decided to keep my mouth shut and let my brother become a woman and enjoy life to the fullest.