Their sweet fighting

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"Is that Harley in your house?" Jasmine asked again, her tone sharper now, laced with suspicion.

Nadia fumbled with her words, desperately trying to conjure a convincing explanation. "What? No, no—" she stammered, her voice coming out in a rush. "That’s... that’s a friend of mine," she added, laughing awkwardly. "He’s here to cook. I'm just cleaning up the house, you know, nothing major."

She turned sharply, glaring at Harley, who stood across the room with a bemused expression, clearly aware of the mess he’d just created. He could have kept his mouth shut, but instead, his voice had slipped into the conversation, sending everything spiralling.

Only God knew what Jasmine was thinking now, Nadia thought to herself, biting her lip. She could feel the weight of Jasmine’s silence on the other end, the tension building.

"Nadia..." Jasmine’s voice cut through the air, slow and prodding, as if trying to tease out the truth. "You sure?"

Nadia swallowed hard, glancing at Harley aga