2 | The Japanese Wife Next Door- Part

For those just catching up: I’m an American expat living in a sleepy suburb of Yokohama. Six months ago, I married Sakura, my neighbor’s niece—a woman who, before our wedding, I had exchanged fewer than fifty words with. Our marriage was an arrangement of convenience (my visa, her family’s pressure), but somewhere between the green tea and the bento boxes, I started to realize I didn’t know the first thing about my own wife.

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The story of the Japanese wife next door is a complex and multifaceted one, full of twists and turns. It's a story about the human condition, about the complexities of love and relationships. It's a story about the choices we make, and the consequences that follow. The Japanese Wife Next Door- Part 2