#Chapter 228: The Live Show

I opened my eyes to a blur of white walls and bright lights. Confusion and fear mingled in my mind as I tried to grasp where I was. My heart raced as I attempted to move, only to find myself restrained in a chair. Panic surged through me, causing my breaths to quicken. “What’s going on?” I demanded, the words sounding hollow and desperate in the sterile room. Bruce, a man I once thought was a friend, loomed over me with a cruel smile etched across his face. Stella stood beside him, her expression cold and detached. They were people I had trusted, but the look in their eyes now sent shivers down my spine. Without a word, Stella switched on a camera. The red light blinked ominously as she directed it toward me. Fear gripped my chest tighter as I realized the gravity of the situation. “What is this?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper. The answer formed in my mind before either of them spoke it aloud. “There are sick individuals out there who pay to see someone like you suffer,” Stel