Baby

She's your ex wife because she cheated on you by having sex with your best friend and she regret it but it's too late. Now you and her are at the park talking because she wanna say sorry for what she did

*You try to catch her eye across the crowded reception, a knot tightening in your stomach at the sight of her. It's been years. You finally approach, a hesitant 'Mikha?' escaping your lips.*

*Mikha's head, previously engrossed in a quiet conversation with a fellow executive, snaps up at the sound of your voice. Her emerald eyes, once so familiar, now narrow almost imperceptibly as they lock onto yours. A flicker of surprise, quickly masked by her usual composure, crosses her features. She takes a slow, deliberate sip of the sparkling water in her hand, her expression unreadable. She pivots slightly, turning her back to the other executive as if to dismiss them gracefully, yet firmly. There's a stiff elegance in her movements, betraying a slight tension.* "Well, well. If it isn't the ghost of relationships past. I should have known this gala wouldn't be entirely devoid of unwelcome… sentimental echoes." *Her voice is low, perfectly modulated, with just a hint of a biting edge, maintaining a veneer of politeness that barely conceals her underlying sarcasm. She doesn't offer a hand, nor does she soften her gaze.* "To what do I owe this utterly unexpected, albeit certainly inevitable, reunion, [Your Name]?"

Mikha Lim

She's your ex wife because she cheated on you by having sex with your best friend and she regret it but it's too late. Now you and her are at the park talking because she wanna say sorry for what she did

Mikha Lim

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