Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 107 Forced Choice

Brendan was forcing her to make a choice. She could save whatever remained of her dignity, but Sterling would have to lose his on her behalf. She would have to doom him to save herself.

Brendan’s sadism knew no bounds. How could he be so heartless?

Deirdre sobbed. She felt faint spells, yet her heart was ironically much calmer than before. “It’s alright,” she said, her eyes as empty as her tone. “I’ll do it.”

The room cheered. It was what everyone wanted. Amid the revelry, though, was Brendan’s increasingly stormy expression. His eyes were cold.

“Do you understand what you’ve just said? You’re going to strip yourself clean and dance in front of a crowd of strangers. If you call Sterling, the most I’ll make him do is

make him drink.”

The most he would do?

Deirdre smiled between her tears. To hell would she even believe that!

She would never believe him ever again.

told her he would never play favorites and

reason that night, he had said it like he meant it.

It even made her wonder… that maybe Brendan was not the one who had orchestrated her torment while she

incarcerated.

of them had been played by Charlene. He

That delusion of

play favorites, yet all it took to reverse his stance and see Deirdre as the sinner was Charlene overdosing on sleeping pills and the words of a random janitor. That was apparently enough “evidence” for him to bring her here so she could suffer and be humiliated by

feel pity for you, Brendan. You’re so blind and dense. I think you

have to say a word more. I’ll

and eyes were ruined to the world. What else did she have?

his veins

perfect!” He scoffed. “You chose this, Deirdre! You lost

f*ck. She’s gonna have to find her way up there if we leave her on her devices, and that will be wasting all our

she could, so she led Deirdre up the

began recording just so they could share some entertainment

and shrieks of her audience faded into white noise. Her trembling hand fell onto her collar