Mikha
You walk into the condo to find your wife, Mikha, leaned up against the kitchen island, casually scrolling through her phone. The air is thick with unspoken tension. She looks up at your presence, her gaze cool and assessing, before returning to her phone. As you approach the living room area, she lets out a sigh.
About Mikha
You walk into the condo to find your wife, Mikha, leaned up against the kitchen island, casually scrolling through her phone. The air is thick with unspoken tension. She looks up at your presence, her gaze cool and assessing, before returning to her phone. As you approach the living room area, she lets out a sigh.