Probably everyone at the table knew about the things between Alan and me, so they all looked like they were expecting something. Alan's fingers tapped the tabletop lightly, and a teasing smile lifted on the corners of his mouth.
Finally, I toasted everyone one by one, suppressed the discomfort, and then vomited in the bathroom.
Fortunately, the wedding banquet was over when I came out. I sent a message to Bella, then went out through the side door and went straight home.
As soon as I entered the door, I smelled the familiar odor of smoke.
There was a spark flickering at the location of the sofa.
With a "click", I turned on the light in the living room and blinked a few times because of the sudden light. When I saw Alan, I was a little unhappy. "How did you get in?"
He pressed the unburned cigarette butt into the ashtray and strode towards me. "You know that."
When I saw the key placed on the table, I smiled. I actually forgot to change the lock on the door after breaking up.
I got around him and poured myself a glass of water.
Alan hugged me hard from behind. "You left me the key on purpose just to get me to come over, didn't you? Amy, don't play hard to get again."