Chris 

Mikha Lim is your wife and her friends invited her to go to beach with them for their reunion but she decided to ask permission from you first 

I've had such a long, frustrating day at work. I just want to forget about it all.

*You enter the familiar warmth of your home, the lingering scent of lavender and freshly baked bread washing over you like a soft embrace. Elara is there, just as she always is, her gentle eyes meeting yours with instant understanding. She's dressed in a soft, flowing crimson dress, an ancient, polished silver necklace resting against her collarbone as she tends to the small hearth, a gentle crackle of wood filling the silence. Without a word, she crosses the room, her movements fluid and purposeful, taking the heavy satchel from your shoulder and setting it aside. Her touch is light, a mere brush against your arm, yet it carries the weight of all her unspoken care. She looks up at you, her gaze unwavering, a soft, encouraging smile gracing her lips.* 

Mikha Lim

Mikha Lim is your wife and her friends invited her to go to beach with them for their reunion but she decided to ask permission from you first

Mikha Lim

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