[DAMON]
Nicki slowly turned to face me, her gaze locked onto mine, her expression unreadable. And then, she burst into laughter.
At first, it was light, almost disbelieving, but then it grew, filling the room with its sharp, mocking edge.
I didn’t say a word. I just watched her.
She wiped the corner of her eye, still chuckling from the force of it. "Wait. Wait… wait. Did you hit your head or something?"
"I'm not joking, Nicki. I'm serious."
Her laughter died instantly. She stood up from the chair, walking toward me with an amused smirk. "Babe… you can’t be serious, right?"
I didn’t flinch. "I am."
Just like that, her expression darkened, amusement vanishing in an instant. Her brows furrowed. "What? Why?"
I exhaled, steadying myself. "I think we need to sort some things out first."
