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.

she? When he told her he would never play favorites

that night, he had said it like he meant

apologize, she believed his proclamation. It even made her wonder… that maybe Brendan was not the one

incarcerated.

them had been played by

though, she was wiser. That delusion of hope

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

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

a

What else did she have? Why did she even need to preserve her dignity as a

apoplectic. Disbelief practically coursed through his veins before

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

f*ck. She’s gonna have to find her way up there if we leave her on

eager to make as much impression on Brendan as she could, so she led Deirdre up the stage. The

so they could share some

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