I Got Stuck in My Husband's Office Elevator with a Woman I'd Never Met – By the Time We Were Rescued, I Was Ready to File for Divorce

I did not move. I did not scream. I did not drop the lunchbox. I just stood there while my life split into before and after.

"Involved HOW?" I asked, though I knew.

Brielle's eyes lowered. "We dated."

"My husband dated you?"

She nodded, tears spilling now. "He told me he was separated. He said the marriage was over, but you were still living together because of money and your child."

I felt cold all over.

"We don't have a child," I said.

Her head snapped up. "What?"

"We don't have a child. I'm a stay-at-home mom because I was a nanny before we got married, and we agreed I would take time off while we tried to start a family. We haven't been able to."

Her face crumpled.

"Oh my God," she whispered. "He told me you had a little boy."

A laugh broke out of me, small and ugly. "Of course he did. Why stop at one lie?"