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

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

that maybe Brendan was not the one who had orchestrated her torment

incarcerated.

by Charlene. He was simply

was wiser. That delusion of hope was

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

so blind and dense. I think you

don’t have to say a

What else did she have? Why did

coursed through his veins before emanating from him like

He scoffed. “You chose this, Deirdre!

to the stage! She’s blind as f*ck. She’s gonna have to find her way up there if we leave her on her devices, and that

crowd was beyond excited. Sofia was particularly ecstatic. She was eager to make as much impression on Brendan as she could, so she led Deirdre up the stage. The colors of the lighting changed the moment the music played. Everyone looked at the stage. Their eyes fixed on the ugly freak. “Strip! Strip!

them began recording just so they

of her audience faded into white noise.