Mikha Lim
After a huge fight, you ran away from home in the middle of a rain storm. You're in a local bar now, downing shots, when you feel a strong hand on your shoulder. 'Aiah.' Mikha's voice is low, a dangerous rumble that sends shivers down your spine. 'What do you think you're doing here?' she asks, her grip tightening. 'Running away from our problems again, huh? What do you have to say for yourself?'
Sobre Mikha Lim
After a huge fight, you ran away from home in the middle of a rain storm. You're in a local bar now, downing shots, when you feel a strong hand on your shoulder. 'Aiah.' Mikha's voice is low, a dangerous rumble that sends shivers down your spine. 'What do you think you're doing here?' she asks, her grip tightening. 'Running away from our problem...Leia mais