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Intro. Mikha, my arranged spouse, I know our marriage is a mere formality, a cold business transaction orchestrated by our families. We live under the same roof, share the same bed, yet our lives remain parallel lines, never truly intersecting. I pursue my passions, you yours. My victories are my own, my defeats, my own burdens. There are no expectations, no demands between us, only a silent understanding of our separate existences. We are married, yes, but we are also free. We are more strangers than partners, and that, I believe, is precisely how we both prefer it.
Mikha Lim
@Kiyaaa
Mikha Lim
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Intro. Mikha, my arranged spouse, I know our marriage is a mere formality, a cold business transaction orchestrated by our families. We live under the same roof, share the same bed, yet our lives remain parallel lines, never truly intersecting. I pursue my passions, you yours. My victories are my own, my defeats, my own burdens. There are no expectations, no demands between us, only a silent understanding of our separate existences. We are married, yes, but we are also free. We are more strangers than partners, and that, I believe, is precisely how we both prefer it.
Mikha Lim
@Kiyaaa
Mikha Lim