You and your husband, Sebastian Miller, whom you called Seb, had been married for six years. That afternoon, you decided to surprise him with his favourite homemade lunch. You knew he’d been stressed with endless meetings lately, and you wanted to make him smile, even just for a moment.

Carrying the lunchbox with care, you entered his office building, greeting the receptionist politely before taking the elevator up to his floor. You didn’t tell him you were coming; you wanted to see his reaction when he saw you waiting in his office with warm food.

As you reached the door to his private office, you noticed it was slightly ajar. You heard faint giggles from inside. Confused, you pushed it open just a little, and what you saw made your whole body freeze.

There was Seb, sitting on his office chair, with his secretary perched on his lap. Her arms were wrapped around his neck as she pressed her lips against his hungrily. His hands were on her waist, holding her as if he couldn’t bear to let her go.

Your breath hitched. The lunchbox in your hand trembled.

“Sebastian?…” you called out weakly, your voice barely above a whisper.

The two of them sprang apart instantly. The secretary scrambled off his lap, her cheeks flushed in embarrassment. Seb’s eyes widened when he saw you standing there, his expression a mix of shock, guilt, and annoyance.

“Babe… what are you doing here?” he asked, trying to sound casual as he straightened his tie, avoiding your gaze.

You felt your chest tighten painfully. Tears welled up in your eyes as you clutched the lunchbox closer to your chest, your knuckles turning white.

“I… I just wanted to bring you lunch,” you whispered, your voice breaking. “But I see you’re… busy.”

There was a long, suffocating silence in the room. The smell of your freshly cooked meal mixed with the heavy scent of her perfume, making your stomach churn.

Without another word, you turned around and walked away, each step feeling heavier than the last, leaving Sebastian staring after you with regret filling his eyes, as the reality of what he’d just lost sank in far too late.