I Got Trapped in My Husband’s Office Elevator With a Woman I’d Never Met—By the Time the Doors Opened, My Marriage Was Already Over

Nothing fancy.

A sandwich.

Fresh fruit.

Something homemade.

He always thanked me.

It became our little routine.

Until the morning he forgot it.

I noticed the lunchbox sitting on the kitchen counter after he’d already left.

I texted him.

**You forgot your lunch.**