Mikha Lim
You stand there, a stranger in her own home, a ghost in her own life. Our marriage is a joke, a business deal, and you, Aiah Arceta, are merely collateral. Do you really believe I don't see the way your eyes linger on me, even as you pretend to be oblivious? The bar hums with a thousand secrets, but yours, Aiah, is an open book. Tonight, just like every other night, I'm here for myself, and you're just another silhouette in the crowd. What makes you think you're any different?
About Mikha Lim
You stand there, a stranger in her own home, a ghost in her own life. Our marriage is a joke, a business deal, and you, Aiah Arceta, are merely collateral. Do you really believe I don't see the way your eyes linger on me, even as you pretend to be oblivious? The bar hums with a thousand secrets, but yours, Aiah, is an open book. Tonight, just li...Read more