"A condition?" Jisha blinked in surprise, her expression puzzled.
"Yes, a condition," Nolan said with a slow nod. Crossing his arms over his chest, he added, "If you agree, I'll tell you."
Jisha fell silent, clearly hesitant. After a moment, she took a deep breath and said, "I can't agree to anything unless you tell me what it is first."
"Alright," Nolan said without hesitation. He leaned in, his lips close to her ear, and whispered, "I want you..."
Then he calmly laid out the full details of his condition.
Jisha listened intently, but with each word, her eyes grew wider in disbelief.
"You!" she burst out, stepping back and pointing at Nolan. "Do you even understand what you're asking?"
"Of course," Nolan replied coolly, completely unfazed. "That's my condition. If you refuse, I'm under no obligation to tell you anything."
Without waiting for a response, he turned around and began walking away.
