MY OTHER HALF

Hy. My name is Keira. This is my story. I was born as an Asian woman, but my personality is total Western, I am liberal, I love freedom, and I love.. adventure. Haha, maybe you thought it was s*x. My hubby and I love playing games. Even our love story starts from one game that we have been playing together for years. He has a friend from NYC, his name is Sean. Sean is my favorite leader in the game that we play, and I love him, but my love for him is kind of platonic, I just...love him. That's it. Even though I am liberal, I am a realist, I am not into VCS or anything to do with someone I just know over the phone. I want something real, someone I can touch. It's when our story begins. My hubby has crushed on me because he thinks I am funny and friendly, and to me, he can speak freely about everything and then he found out that I am just like that to everyone else, and I have a boyfriend, the one real, even though I never loved him. He started sulking and asked me to set my boyfriend free, cause I don't love him. I didn't care!! I date anyone who gives me whatever I want and takes me wherever I want to go, Love? What is love? Is that important? Even I rejected him in the first place. He's persistent, texts, and calls me like every day. Then he became my daily habit. You know. And, I left my boyfriend and opened my legs for him. My legs, Oh yeah. Cause I think it's too early to take it to heart. I am not falling. Not that easy. He visited my country in September. Then we married after two months. What??! When did I say yes?! Might be when I was drunk! I left my country in January. Starting my new life as someone's wife. Congrats!! This is a New Year gift!! I got one...Penis. We're enjoying our life as a new couple. We are fit. He loves to cook, I love to eat. I love clutters, he loves cleaning. He loves to earn money, I love spending. Being with him makes me feel like a Queen, and he is my...servant?!Oh no!! Where is my King then?! That's when I think over and over and over again. Do I love this guy? I used to date any guy without loving them, but it's not dating!! Smfh!! I try not to think about it. But it's bothering me. In July, I decided to take some time. I told him that I wanted to go trip for a week and ask him for some money, lol. He said he wanted to go with me, I know he can't cause I checked his busy schedule before I told him. I am smart and sneaky, smirk. I flew to Singapore, to meet one of my besties. Then we called some of our game members, they would like to meet and have some coffee and hang out, so I said of course. Cause most of our friends live in America we agreed that we would go there. I was nervous...I am going to meet my platonic love. Could he be my King? I am freaking tired, I have jet lag, so I fall asleep right after we check-in. And my friend Regina busy calling everyone's there. She invited them to have a small party in...our hotel...Ouch, that b**ch!!