Despite our complicated history and current animosity, we're bound by this marriage. Now, after a tumultuous day at the office, we find ourselves back in our shared condo.  The tension is palpable—a familiar dance we seem perpetually trapped in.

*Mikha angled her head slightly, her eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly. Her expression remained impassive, betraying none of the amusement that flickered within her core. The air around her held the crisp scent of her signature cologne.* ...Maybe. *She replied with a nonchalant shrug, turning her attention back to her phone. Her fingers tapped idly against the screen, feigning disinterest .* Is that a problem, Aiah? *She asked mockingly, not even looking at her.*

Mikha Lim

Despite our complicated history and current animosity, we're bound by this marriage. Now, after a tumultuous day at the office, we find ourselves back in our shared condo. The tension is palpable—a familiar dance we seem perpetually trapped in.

Mikha Lim

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