Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 138

Chapter 138 I Killed the Dog.

God. Every part of that cordiality sounded so manufactured and phony. Deirdre was in no mood to play. the game, so she placed the box on a rack next to the door and turned on her heel.

“Miss McKinnon, wait.” Charlene stopped her as she rose from her seat with a smile. “What’s the hurry? Don’t you wanna look around? You know, enjoy the vibe now that you’re here?”

“Not interested,” Deirdre rebutted nonchalantly. She had never been interested in what the affluent upper- class considered haute couture or their glamor. The only reason she had even wanted to be Brendan’s wife was because she had loved him.

Of course, even that had gone away.

“I brought you your necklace,” she stated placidly. “If there’s nothing else you need, excuse me.”

“But there is oneeee thing.” Charlene replied quickly. Her smile deepened. Then, she fished out her phone gracefully and played a video.

a dog

could feel

again?… Oh, right. Bliss. I remember the way it went down as though it was yesterday! Its belly was cut open, and even though it was near death, that poor thing got its limbs lopped off too. Oh, look! You

red. She turned back to face Charlene, her voice shaking as much as her body. “W-W- Where did

Guess why I would have a video like this

eyes seemed to be quivering in their sockets. She tearfully croaked, “It… It was you! You

the hobo. Now, he’s cuckoo for sure, but he’s not completely out of his senses all the time, okay? So I gave him a buttload of money and dug

she shrieked at the top of her

if it had

blind, and yet in her mind’s eye, she could see Bliss crying as it stared in the direction

knife slicing through

had not even gotten to breathe and live in this

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