The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 448

However, as soon as the words left his mouth, Abel seemed to remember something and added in a whisper, “My cooking isn’t amazing, though... it’s edible. Payton always says it tastes terrible...”

Leilani couldn’t help but laugh. “Alright, I’ll leave it to you then.”

She wasn't picky; as long as there was food, she was fine.

Right now, there was nothing for her to do in the kitchen. Leilani turned to the study to retrieve Paulina's manuscript. Passing the living room, she noticed Payton still sitting by the window, motionless. The setting sun cast a long, lonely silhouette over him. She paused but decided not to disturb him.

Back in her room, she lay on the bed, reading the manuscript. Her vision grew blurry as exhaustion set in. Between buying medicine and moving, she had been running around all the time. Now that everything was settled, sleep overtook her.

...

When Leilani woke up, it was already dark. Hearing no noise downstairs, she took a shower and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window while drying her hair. The night was quiet, with distant streetlights twinkling like stars in the darkness.

She picked up her phone, her finger hovering over the screen. She realized she hadn’t called Callahan since settling in. After a moment of hesitation, she dialed his number.

The call connected quickly. His low voice came through the receiver, laced with subtle concern.

“Hello? Leilani.”

“I got the keys. We moved in today.”

Callahan let out a sigh of relief. As long as Leilani wasn't living in that chaotic tenement block, he was happy. That place was too dangerous. Knowing she was safe in the new house was all that mattered.

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