Leaving Las Vegas Novels & Stories

The three of them stood together as the first wave of guests streamed into the lobby, their faces upturned in wonder. In the relative privacy of the soaring atrium, with the waterfall’s murmur covering their words, Liam turned to them. His eyes were bright with unshed tears, but his jaw was set. “That’s it. I’ve done my part. I’m leaving tomorrow. The foundation’s townhouse is ready.” Kaelan nodded, the loss already etching itself into his features. “You’ll have everything you need.” “I know,” Liam said. He looked at Elara, a final, complicated farewell in his gaze. Then he turned and allowed his aide to wheel him away, back into the crowd, beginning his exit from their world.

Hahaha, that's because you can't satisfy her! I leaned against the window, the world spinning around me. I thought giving up my life as a mercenary would buy me peace. What a fucking joke. Maybe I should congratulate them. Another message arrived. [By the way, she's taking me to Vegas tomorrow. We're going to have a romantic little getaway.] I turned off my phone. "Doctor," I said to Dr. Ricci, "I think I need to leave now." "But your wife—" "I'll tell her myself."

He would do anything just to talk to her. How funny was it that he was just so happy with her right now but now he had no idea where they stood now? What was happening with them? How did their days so bright suddenly turn into nights so dark? He didn’t have anything to do here anymore. He needed to back too. He needed to figure this out before it turns into something too big that would leave forever scars. “We are leaving right now.” He said as he hurriedly went on to get Timofey. Leonid nodded too and grabbed his equipment quickly. They had their private jets ready always so didn’t have to worry about any arrangements for leaving.

With a reassuring glance, she conveyed her readiness to fulfill the task given to her. Levi's gratitude shone in his eyes as he expressed his appreciation. "Lucas too, thanks," he said, his voice filled with heartfelt sincerity. The knowledge that Alexa would inform both Selena and Lucas of his departure eased his mind, allowing him to focus on the journey ahead. With a heavy heart, Levi adjusted the bags slung across his shoulder, a physical reminder of his impending departure. The weight of the moment settled upon him as he turned to bid his final farewell. "I'll be taking my leave now," he said, his voice tinged with a mixture of sadness and resolve. Each step he took carried him farther

"Lia, Madeline got hurt while moving some props. I need to take her to the hospital, so I don't think I can make the concert today." "Let's just wait for the next one. I heard they're playing in Jeston later this year. I'll get us front-row seats. I promise I won't stand you up again." I wasn't the least bit surprised. For the 101st time, he still hadn't shown up. Calmly, I typed out my response. "Don't bother, Nicholas. I'm moving abroad for studies. After today, we won't have anything to do with each other anymore."

He had thought she was just angry and throwing out empty threats. He never thought she meant what she said. While he assumed it was just talk, she had already reached out to the research institute and started preparing to leave. At that time, there had been no argument over the auction, no drugging incident, and no fire. Ethan could not make sense why Stella decided to leave so firmly. Still dazed, he walked home, only to find his father in the living room, grinning from ear to ear. "You're back, Ethan! I've got great news—the wedding arrangements are back on track!"

Something that had once been mine. Then I realized. Staying would only mean watching this again and again, witnessing Clementine take my place, watching her cling to him, watching their quiet, intimate displays. I turned away. I went to my closet, grabbed a duffel bag, and shoved in enough clothes to last me. I needed to stay somewhere else for the remaining days. “What are you doing?” Max asked. I straightened, the bag heavy in my hand. Without any words, I walked toward the front door.

That night, fireworks for our anniversary lit up the sky above Wildrose Estate. Beneath that starry sky, the place was alive with voices and clinking glasses. But I dragged my suitcase through security and into the boarding gate without looking back. When the plane took off, the seat prepared for me in the Wildrose Estate remained empty.

“Your fashion company? You’ve got a fashion company? Wow! I’m so proud of you. But then, where is this fashion company?~ “New York City. Yes, you are coming with me to New York, to have a fresh start of life. A good paying job, a car and a roof over your head” “New York City? You mean, I should leave Las Vegas? I don’t think I can do that. If I leave Las Vegas how am I going t0 reunite with Jayden”

"Hey, I wanted to ask; do you have a business deal at Vegas? On Monday?" I ask, hoping that he doesn't catch onto the eagerness in my voice. Well, he's a partnering company with mine so there might be a possibility that he's leaving to there. "No, I don't think so. Why do you ask?" Or maybe not. "No reason, actually. I'm leaving to Vegas on Monday for a business deal so I thought... Nevermind actually, it was just a silly thought. " "So you thought I was going to come along? You missed me that much, Princess?"