Beth could feel every nerve synapse in her humming as she rode the elevator up to Mark’s office, drumming her hand on the rail, shifting restlessly from one foot to the other. She felt a slick sheen of sweat on her face. Her stomach churned. The other people on the elevator regarded her out of the corner of an eye.
She pushed through the glass entrance to the law firm, made a left, and headed breathlessly down a hallway to Mark’s office. Just as she imagined, the mahogany door to his office stood closed.
Angela, his secretary, glanced away from the monitor screen in front of her. “Hey! What a nice surprise. Lunch with the hubby? Just have a seat. I’m…”
Beth brushed by her, a sick smile her only response.
“Beth? He’s with someone.”
Beth opened the door, stomach churning, knowing what s
