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.

he told her he would never

that night, he had said

her wonder… that maybe Brendan was not the one who had

incarcerated.

them had been played by Charlene. He was

she was wiser. That delusion of

as the sinner was Charlene overdosing on sleeping pills and the words of a random janitor. That was apparently enough “evidence” for him

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

say a word more.

was a murderer whose face and eyes were ruined to the world. What else did

through his veins before emanating from

“You chose this, Deirdre! You lost the right to even regret this

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 will be wasting all our time, won’t

she could, so she led Deirdre up the stage. The colors of the lighting changed the

began recording just so they could share some entertainment with their

that of numbness. The cheers and shrieks of her audience faded into