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

I asked, still confused on how everything went. “The thing is there was a particular moment when you left your key in the key lock, and when I saw it, I wanted to return it to you, but you suddenly stopped coming to work. So, I kept it and as time went, I discovered that it might as well be useful to me.” He narrated the whole thing to me and I only stared at him, blinking like he had just given me a sudden punch.

How come the keys weren't moved? He knew his mother wasn't that reckless. Not everyone around had access to the room; just a few trusted warriors so why were the keys left outside? He hurriedly turned the keys and opened the door, pushing himself in. Right at that moment, Felix rushed towards him, still breathless as he had been running after him. "Alpha! I think we should leave everything to the lu.." The rest of his words were caught in his throat when he noticed the horrid sight in front of him.

Few seconds, he grabbed the glass full of lemonade then gulped even if he's mouthful. He saw their maids, winked at them and did not deny a sweet smile just like he used to. He waved at them before he went out the doorway, telling them he was leaving. But he forgot the car key, luckily one of the maids saw that he left it on the top of the table near the glass he used. Before he even turned his back and made his way to return inside their white mansion, the maid already made her way and was now standing beside him.

My breath catches. Not from shock, but from disbelief that she really said that out loud. Who does this woman think she is? Knox steps in front of me now. “Okay, that’s it. You need to leave. And drop your keys on the table while you’re at it.” “Why do I need to leave?” she says. “She should be the one leaving.”

He stared at her, and then he dangled the key card in front of her. " I will put this here” he said as he placed the key card on the table close to the door. “You are free to leave ones you change your mind, "he added, smiling wickedly again. “If my task of being attractive, you don't like It, you can leave.”

Like sleep wasn’t peace for him, but another kind of war. We reached the car, and I propped him gently against the side, one arm wrapped around his waist to keep him upright. With my free hand, I reached for the door handle—only to pause, my fingers hovering mid-air as a sinking realization punched through my gut. Shit. My keys. And my wallet. Both of them are still sitting on the sticky table inside. Right where I left them when that whole chaotic mess with Kyle blew up and pulled everyone’s attention in twenty different directions.

'" Cassie paused to admire the key. "Yeah, that's what I'm getting at. Keep it in a safe place so that it doesn't get lost." I answered. When he loses it, "he might not have the ability to hold back his fury." I heard what Cassie had to say. It's not like I'm careless enough to lose it. I replied, putting the key on the bedside table that each person had. "How could you have the keys to his room on your table? It's obviously not safe here." When Cassie inquired, I went to the table and grabbed the key.

“We’re not going to be mates. I’m sorry, but that’s the way it is. The key is on the kitchen table. Cheryl said for you to drop it off to her when you’re done.” And then, like it’s the easiest thing in the world, as if he’s put in his time and he’s finally able to escape, he turns on his heel and walks out. Just like that. Just like I’m nothing at all.

He gestures toward the dining table at the far side of the sitting room. I look at it, and my breath jams. My eyes widen as I spot my keys resting right there on the black table. "What the...?" I gasp. I can't believe it. I searched the whole house. I checked every drawer and every coat pocket. How could they have been there all along? But then I remember. I never leave my keys on that table. Never for once. That's why I didn't even bother to think about it. I hardly even go near that side of the sitting room since I moved in with Eden.

I left the key on the table near the hall entrance. I stared at the screen longer than necessary. She searched my face for a long moment before finally letting go. “Be careful. If anything feels off, you leave immediately.” I nodded. “I will.” I walked toward the entrance, keeping my head down and my pace steady. Near the large doors, I spotted a small side table tucked against the wall. Sitting on it, exactly as Bonnie had said, was a single key. I picked it up and turned it over in my palm. Room 304.