It's Time To Leave Novels & Stories

I pulled away from Bryan, and we ducked, observing keenly. “They’re leaving. It’s time for the next shift,” I whispered. “Let’s make this swift then,” Bryan unlocked the doors. ********

“Please, even if they call you to tell you of this, still keep it your cold demeanor. Don't let them know anything, okay?” “Yes,” I nodded, trying to suppressmy excitement. “I can't ruin this chance.” “When are we leaving?” I thought to ask to confirm. “Tonight,” Adriel stressed, his voice a little bit high. “What the fuck! I'd forgotten.” “Godddd!” Adriel took his hand to his head. “That's how you would have let this moment go–”

I lost my head there for a second. “And four days is enough time to shake off the dust and just move past a life, right?” I asked in a very angry tone. “I’m not saying that.” He said. “And clearly, you have nothing to say.” I said and laid back down. Brian took a deep breath. “If we don’t leave here in thirty minutes, we would miss our flight.” He announced. “Great.” I dragged myself out of bed and was heading for the door. “Blair,” Brian called very strongly. I turned around and gave him a stared.

I have done my part of speaking to them, now it’s up to Damon to help us get out of the pack. “When are we going to leave the pack then? We need to start gathering our belongings. Over the month, we have managed to gather a lot of stuff.” “The time for the movement would be communicated with you all. But mind you, it might be in the early hours of the morning, in the afternoon when the sun is up or in the evening.” I said in a warning tone. “Yeah! It doesn't matter the time we leave, provided we return to our pack and take charge of it.”

Like we weren’t about to lose ten years. But I knew better. I turned toward the window. The sky was already shifting,Evening creeping in. Time moving forward.Whether we were ready or not. “They leave tomorrow,” I said. Silence fell behind me. Heavy. Final. Rowan’s small voice broke it. “That soon?” I closed my eyes briefly. “Yes.” Because if we waited longer… none of us would be strong enough to let go. I turned back to them….To my family. And for the first time in a long time…

I dialed her number, and the connection was immediate. As the reporters realized who the caller was, they swung every microphone toward the speaker. "Jayden?" Yasmin's voice overflowed with hope. "You finally called! Have you thought it through? I don't blame you for the wedding. Let's start over—" "You're overthinking," I interrupted with a light chuckle. "Just a reminder, see you at the courthouse tomorrow at 9:00 am. Don't be late." I ended the call, but her sharp gasp echoed clearly before the line went dead. The press conference instantly devolved into chaos. The cries of outrage were deafening.

Do you still not get it, Chester Ford? I've long had enough of you. "I've already signed the divorce agreement, and I'll let my lawyer handle the following procedures. There's no need for us to meet again," I replied calmly. I didn't give him the chance to talk. As soon as I finished speaking, I removed my phone's SIM card and snapped it in half, then tossed the pieces into a trash can nearby. I'd originally planned to wait a month to complete the divorce procedures before leaving. My plans had changed, though. I had to leave by tonight.

she finishes. “Is that understood?” King Garett asks? “Yes, your majesty,” we chorus. After we finalize every detail, we learn that we are leaving tomorrow morning by eight o’clock. Once we are done, Blake and I stand up and excuse ourselves. We are heading to Cyrus’s room when I feel Harlan in my mind.

Sofia thought and asked, "Then is it time for us to head back?" Severin nodded. "Yes. We are leaving three days from now."

“Just a little more before I leave.” .