Novels by Queen Diana writes

Chapter 134Brenda“To before all this happened. To when Kaden and I could talk without fear or anger.”She smiled softly. “You can’t go back, Brenda. But you can start again.”Her words hung in the air, reassuring me in the most unimaginable way. I stole a glance at her, and she nodded, like she was confirming what she had said.My lips pressed together, a new surge of hope burning inside me as I stood to my feet. “Thank you Kira for your kind words. I have to take my leave now.”***Later that evening, I found myself walking down the building, near Kaden's block. I didn’t plan to — my feet just sort of led me there. The sun was setting, burning through my skin.I stopped across the building, staring at the small block with the dim light coming from the window. I could see a shadow move inside — his shadow.For a long moment, I just stood there, my hands in my pockets, my heart pounding.I wanted to walk up to the door and knock. I wanted to tell him how sorry I was. But Kira’s words

Chapter 133BrendaIt had been three days since I last saw Kaden. Three long, quiet, and heavy days.The first day, I thought it didn’t matter. I thought maybe it was better this way — that after everything that happened, maybe we both needed space. But as each hour passed, the silence started to bother me more than I expected.Now, sitting alone in my room, I couldn’t stop thinking about him.The rain had stopped outside, leaving the sky dull. I sat by the window, watching little drops of water slide down the glass. My chest felt tight, like something inside was twisting slowly and wouldn’t stop.Kaden hadn’t called. He hadn’t texted. He hadn’t even looked my way since that night.And I couldn’t blame him.I pressed my palms against my eyes, trying to stop the tears that were already forming. “Why did I do that?” I whispered to myself.The sound of my own voice made the room feel even emptier.When I called the police on him, I thought I was doing the right thing. I thought he was da

Chapter 132Kaden The next morning, I woke up early. The light coming through the curtains was soft and warm. I stretched and sat up, feeling something I hadn’t felt in a long time — calm.When I stepped out into the living room, Kira was already there, sitting at the table with a cup of coffee. She looked up and smiled. “Morning.”“Morning,” I said quietly.She studied my face for a moment. “You look better.”“Yeah,” I said. “A little.”She nodded, her smile widening. “That’s good. You deserve some peace.”I sat down across from her. “Thank you, Kira. For everything.”She waved it off. “You don’t have to thank me. I just did what was right.”“Still,” I said, looking down at the cup she’d poured for me. “Not everyone would’ve believed me.”“I did,” she said softly. “And I always will.”Something in my chest eased even more as she said those words.And then, just like it came, Kira’s smile faded a little when she saw how serious I looked. I could feel the world pressing inside my ches

Chapter 131KarenWhen Kira and I got home, the air in the house felt strange… everywhere was quiet and it felt a bit strange.The drive back had been silent. Kira sat beside me, her hands on her lap, her eyes fixed on the road. Every now and then, she’d glance my way, as if to make sure I was really there.I didn’t blame her for the silence. What could she even say? What could I say?When we walked into the house, everything looked the same, but it didn’t feel the same. Kira turned to me gently. “You should rest, Karen. You’ve been through a lot.”I nodded without a word. My body was tired, but my mind wouldn’t stop running.As I made my way down the hallway towards my room, I passed by Brenda’s door. It was closed. For a moment, I stopped there, listening. I thought I heard movement — maybe she was pacing, maybe crying. I didn’t know.But I didn’t knock.Not because I was angry, but because I wasn't ready for any drama… not yet.I just… didn’t know what to say.After what happened,

Chapter 130KiraI couldn't sleep throughout the night.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Karen’s face, filled with shock, fear and disbelief. I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling, my hands clutching the blanket. My mind wouldn’t stop running. None of this made any sense.Karen couldn’t have killed Alistair. I knew him. He wasn’t perfect, but he wasn’t a murderer.I kept replaying everything in my head, restlessly trying to piece out the puzzle.By morning, I made up my mind. I was going to find out the truth myself.I got up, threw on a jacket, and left the house quietly. The guards at the gate barely noticed me as I walked past. My hands were shaking a little, but my mind was clear. I needed answers, and I wasn’t going to rest until I found them.The first person I went to was a guard named Mason. He was one of the few people who had been around that night Alistair died. He was older than most of the other guards, quiet, and usually kept to himself.I found him standing by the ba

Chapter 129KiraI was standing by the door, my hand already on the knob, ready to leave, when I heard something that made my heart stop.It was a loud thud, followed by voices shouting from the hallway.At first, I thought I was imagining things. But then I heard it clearly this time—someone yelling, “Freeze! Hands up!”My stomach dropped. That wasn’t just anyone’s voice. It was a policeman.I turned sharply, my heart pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. My steps felt slow at first, but as the noise grew louder, I ran towards the sound. When I reached the corner of the hallway, I froze.Two policemen were dragging someone through the open window.And that person was Karen.For a second, I couldn’t breathe. My mind refused to believe what my eyes were seeing. His hands were cuffed behind his back, his shirt wrinkled, and his face pale under the bright light. One of the officers had a tight grip on his arm, while the other pushed him forward.“Wait—what’s going on?” I shouted,