Why'd You Leave The Keys Upon The Table Novels & Stories

Ellen said matter-of-factly, flipping her bag over to spill all the keys onto the table. She hadn’t intended to carry them today; it was just a habit to keep all her keys in this bag. By coincidence, it worked perfectly. The table was soon covered with keys, enough to catch the attention of nearby spectators. “My god, that many?” “Shall we continue?” Ellen asked.

I told her softly. Lara finally gave up and smiled at me. “Alright, then all’s sorted.” I took my purse. “See you guys tomorrow. Good luck working over-time!” I took the elevator and got into the basement directly. Nearing my car, I looked for the car keys in my purse, only to find they weren't there. I first examined from outside whether I clumsily left the keys inside or not, but that wasn't the case. “Where are my car keys? Did I leave them on my table?” I mumbled, still unsure. But it was better to check.

I just knew I was just sitting there waiting for the time. I went into the bathroom and took a shower. When I finished I organized myself. I just had coffee and then left to go to work. I needed to see Asher early to know his reaction. I need to be sure of what he wants to happen or what he plans after what happened last night. Especially why did he leaves the key that he took from me? It only meant one thing then. He doesn't want to see me anymore. I just thought that hopefully, he didn’t mean to leave the key. Maybe it just fell on the table by accident.

But when I find them, no way in hell am I giving th to him. “Where did you leave your keys?” “Umm... You know... There...?” he simply pointed in a random direction. I don't even know why I bothered asking, “No... No! It's Umm... There! Around?” “Anywhere in specific?” “The pool? No! The um, I think I left them in Mike's room! Yeah! It's most definitely almost there!” “Okay. Stay here. I'm going to go check it out! And don't do anything stupid while I'm away, ”

He didn’t spare me a glance as he picked his ca r keys from the table and walked past me. Don’t go! Don’t go! I wanted to yell. The words never made it out of my mouth and I just stared at him leaving.

Maybe I left it in the house. “What’s the matter?” "I left my wallet. Give me the key. I’ll go home and get it.” He shook his head, “No, I’ll get it for you. Where did you leave it?” “In the kitchen table,” I answered. He roared the engine and in a few, he was gone. “Hey, are you alone?” I found the face of the voice and smiled. “Hey, Grant. I have-“

He asked me curiously but I didn’t wait to reply to him. I walked out immediately. As I got outside I realized I had forgotten my car key on the dining table. “Arrr” I murmured angrily and went back to the dining room to get it. “Did you forget anything?” My dad asked me as he saw me returning back to the dining room. “Yes I left my car keys.” I replied as I picked it up. “Is everything okay dear? Did I say or do anything bad?” He asked me curiously. “Yes you did.”

I watched him until I could no longer see him, and closed the door to the cabin, locking it. This was… strange… Was he really gone? Not all the higher-ups lived in the castle… Sure it was easier, but the sudden plan to move there… I turned to the shelf, wondering what he had put there. Pushing aside the small box that stood on the shelf, my heart sank when my gaze fell on the key. The key to the cabin… I looked at the door, my heart thundering as I realised both keys were here. Why did he leave his key?

A photo of me sitting beside Mom and Jules during movie night, smiling softly without realizing that mom was taking the picture. My vision blurred immediately, “Oh no,” Claire whispered dramatically, “She’s definitely crying now.” “I am not,” I choked out instantly. A tear literally fell onto the page. Dante pointed at me, “Evidence says otherwise.” Before I could recover, Salvatore cleared his throat. Salvatore reached into the inside pocket of his suit jacket and placed a thick set of keys on the marble table in front of me. I frowned slightly, “…What’s this?” “A deed,” he answered simply.

And with that, I stormed off. I entered my car and was about to start it. I noticed that my keys we're no longer in my hand and I went back in. "Marvin, where are my keys?" I asked angrily. "Who, me? I don't think I know where it is. Maybe you dropped it while dashing off." Marvin said. "I never drop keys Marvin. Give me back my keys." I said. "Cook. You need to learn." Marvin said. "And why now? I'm running late." I said.