Chapter 98

Regret gnawed at me, a relentless pang in the depth of my being, for not seizing the opportunity when I held the power in my hands. The echo of that hesitation haunted me now as I struggled against his grip, a futile attempt to wrench myself free from his suffocating hold.

I regret not pulling the trigger when I had the chance. The lamentation echoed in the recesses of my mind, a constant reminder of the momentary lapse that denied me the satisfaction of breaking free from his manipulation. But in this moment, ensnared within his grasp, my futile attempts to break away only reinforced the steeliness of his control.

Clyde's disdainful words reverberated in the stifling atmosphere, each syllable dripping with a mocking certainty. "It's useless," he declared, a cruel dismissal of my struggles. His words, a taunt, bore down upon me, rendering my efforts feeble against the unyielding grip he held over me.

"So why don't you drop your pathetic efforts and listen to me?" His condescending com