Husband's lover

I saw Camilla breathing slowly on the side while holding her cell phone that served as her light, I sat in the other corner of the elevator and looked at my cell phone.

I feel the nervousness in her chest.

She's trying to limit her oxygen and slow breathing.

I looked at the time and it was 8:45 pm. My cellphone also has no signal being stuck here, limiting the reception.

After a while, there was silence between the two of us and I didn't know what to say in our situation. maybe she won't even let me talk if I insist now.

It's been four hours and there's still no other help, I tried to use the hidden emergency call and it's red. But there is nothing to do, the longer our situation lasts the more the air inside the elevator will be limited.

I took a deep breath and spoke. "I'm sorry Camilla," I apologized. She turned to me and obviously couldn't believe what I said but it was only for a moment.

"Why are you saying sorry?" she asked weakly.

"For everything, for everything