When Family Became a Place I Couldn’t Return To novel Chapter 290

Nancy’s cold reflection stared back at her from the glass railing on the second floor of the bar.

She turned around, swirling the red wine in her glass, watching it move like thick, swirling blood.

“All you have to do is jump,” she said. Her voice was soft, almost gentle, but every word cut like a knife. “If you do, I’ll pretend I never learned Nelly’s secret. I won’t tell anyone. We can call it even, everything between us wiped clean.”

The bar was huge and even though this was just the second floor, it was a long way down. At least twelve feet, maybe more. A fall from here could break bones, maybe worse.

Jonah just stood there, head down, silent.

He didn’t say a word. For a long time, he stayed that way.

Nancy knew he wouldn’t do it. He was selfish, careful with his life. A man who schemed for his own gain wasn’t about to risk everything for someone else.

She’d never forgotten how cold he’d been when he used her.

Maybe he treated Nelly differently, but not by much.

Nancy let out a cold laugh. She was ready to walk away, feeling like she’d won, when suddenly Jonah spoke up.

“Okay. I hope you mean it.”

His voice was so calm, it was like he was talking about the weather.

Then he actually stood up and walked to the railing. He didn’t even look at her. It was like he wanted to get this all over with, so much that he couldn’t even be bothered to argue.

“Jonah!”

Nancy slammed her wine glass on the ground. Shards of glass scattered everywhere.

“Where was this sense of responsibility when you were using me? Are you really about to do this for a woman you barely know?”

She grabbed at his shirt collar as she spoke, but his eyes moved to her fingers. There was blood. She’d cut herself on a piece of glass, and a red drop was already forming on her fingertip.

“You’re bleeding.” Jonah’s voice was low.

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