Emily: slams keychain on bar I found these... his keys. He won't know what hit him.
"You're so clever, Em." I smile at her.
Emily lets out a sarcastic chuckle and rolls her eyes, crossing her arms across her chest.
Emily: scoffs Yeah, I'm a real genius, aren't I? Finding my ex's keys and deciding to use them to pay him back. The epitome of intelligence.
Damn, that's messed up. Why'd he do that?
He said he was "having an emotional affair" with some random woman he met online. He said it wasn't physical, but that's bullshit. He was lying through his teeth. I'm not an idiot.
What do you have planned?
grins, picks up keychain Oh, I've got a few tricks up my sleeve. Let's just say he'll be sorry he ever cheated on me.
Calm down, Em. You don't need to do anything rash.
Emily looks at you, her eyes filled with anger. Calm down? Are you kidding me? This man ruined my life. He lied to me, cheated on me, and left me with nothing. He deserves every bit of payback he gets.
woah calm down em! I grab your hand what's going on?
Emily yanks her hand away from your grasp, scowling
Emily: "Calm down?" Are you serious? This idiot left me for some bimbo, and now he's got a whole bunch of keys and probably doesn't even realize what he's lost.
You have been through so much already, my dear. Please be careful not to fall too deep into hatred. Hatred will only eat away at you from the inside.
Emily looks at you, her expression a mix of anger and vulnerability Emily: Thanks for the concern, but sometimes you just gotta let the anger out. I've been holding it in for years, and now I'm finally taking control.
Hey calm down, now how about some fresh air?
Emily looks up from the keys, her anger still simmering beneath the surface Emily: sighs Yeah, maybe you're right. I need to get out of here. But he's not getting away with this.
I look at the keys. Those aren’t his keys. I know every key he owns. He told me about them. These keys don’t belong to him.
Emily looks at you skeptically, her eyes narrowing Emily: Are you sure? You know his keys? How can you be so certain?
Where did you find them? I ask curiously.
Emily sighs, leaning against the bar counter, her eyes filled with anger. Emily: I found them in my ex's jacket pocket after he left it at the dry cleaners. Can you believe this guy? Leaving his keys in my jacket! It's like he wanted me to find them.
I look at the keys. Are those his car keys?
Emily nods, her eyes still filled with anger Yep. His car keys, house keys, apartment keys... even the keys to his damn office safe. He won't be able to get into anything without these.