When Family Became a Place I Couldn’t Return To novel Chapter 240

Click. Brody aimed the gun at his temple and pulled the trigger. Nothing happened.

He set the gun down, spun it once, then slid it across the table to Nelly with a slow, deliberate push of his long fingers.

The dealer cleared his throat, urging her on. Nelly forced herself to reach out, but her hand jerked back the second her skin touched the cold, heavy metal. She was terrified of dying, but even more afraid of letting Brody see just how scared she really was.

She sucked in a shaky breath, grabbed the gun, and pressed it to her own head.

Brody watched her from across the table, completely still. His eyes were cold, empty, like he was already looking at a ghost. Nelly felt her heart drop. A chill ran down her back. Brody sat there, relaxed, leaning into his chair with a quiet confidence that didn’t fit someone with their life on the line.

Her thoughts were a mess. She had no idea how many empty chambers were left or where the bullet was.

“Hold on.” Brody stopped her just as her finger tightened on the trigger. “I want to ask you something.”

The dealer let out an impatient cough. “Please finish the game.”

Brody didn’t even look at him. “This is Russian roulette. When it’s over, one of us might be gone for good. Can’t you give us a minute?” His voice was calm, but the look he gave the dealer made the man go quiet. Even the dealer seemed to sense that Brody was sure he’d win. Maybe he just wanted to hear her last words.

A few minutes ago, they’d looked like a team. Now, here they were, on opposite sides of everything. Men really are something else.

But his change of heart didn’t surprise Nelly.

She glared at him. “Fine. Ask whatever you want.”

“First question.” Brody sounded so casual, like they were just talking about dinner plans. “Do you remember, before we got married, you told me—seriously—that you’d love me for the rest of your life, no matter what I became?”

“Are you going to break that promise now?”

Nelly’s eye twitched. This was not something Brody would ever care about. He always thought talking about feelings was pointless—especially with her. But now, with death hanging over both of them, maybe it wasn’t so pointless after all.

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