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

night, he had said it like he

even made her wonder… that maybe Brendan was not the one

incarcerated.

them had been played by Charlene.

was wiser. That

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

and

say a

eyes were ruined to the world. What else did she have? Why did she even need to preserve her

veins before emanating from

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

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

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

so they could share some entertainment

expression was that of numbness. The cheers and shrieks of her audience faded into white noise. Her