I Thought I Got Lucky Finding a Spare Hotel Key in My Husband’s Jacket – Until I Realized It Wasn’t for Our Room — Story of the Day
The hotel lobby was softly lit, filled with the sweet smell of fresh lilies and polished wood. I stood quietly, looking around at the shining floors and fancy chandeliers above us. Jack gently placed his arm around my shoulders as we waited at the reception desk. His touch felt warm and familiar, the…
