[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-zombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower":3,"chapter-zombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-zombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-chapter-596":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Zombie Apocalypse: I Have Safe Zone Superpower",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1241352,1668,"Chapter 596: Diary","zombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-chapter-596",596,"\u003Cp>But just as she turned slightly toward his door... the door next to his opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Felix stepped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment his eyes landed on Martha, his face turned pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately walked toward her. Martha blinked, slightly taken aback.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you doing here?\" she asked, her brows furrowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Felix stopped in front of her and lowered his head slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m sorry,\" he said quickly. \"About what I said before.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martha frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don’t need to apologize,\" she replied. \"You told me the truth. That wasn’t wrong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Felix took a deep breath, his expression conflicted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There are things... you need to know,\" he said. \"Before you keep being angry at him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martha crossed her arms lightly. \"Go on.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Felix hesitated, glancing toward his apartment. \"Not here,\" he said. \"Come inside first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief pause, Martha followed him in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Felix closed the door behind them and turned to face her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What I’m about to tell you...\" he began slowly, \"just try not to blame Kael immediately.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martha narrowed her eyes. \"That depends on what you’re about to say.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Felix fell silent again, clearly struggling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, as if making a decision, he nodded to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright,\" he muttered. \"I’ll show you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked to a cupboard and pulled out a book.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, he just stood there, staring at it, his grip tightening slightly as if it carried more weight than it should.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he handed it to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martha took it, her fingers brushing against its rough, worn cover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked old, at least two or three years old, maybe more. The edges were slightly frayed, the surface carrying faint scratches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She opened it. Her breath stilled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Kael’s diary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes flickered across the pages. The ink had faded slightly, but the words were still clear, written years ago, long before today, long before everything had become so complicated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked up at Felix. \"Why are you giving me this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Felix’s jaw tightened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because you deserve to know the whole truth,\" he said. \"Even if this... ruins everything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martha’s heart skipped. Slowly, she turned the page. The first entries spoke of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of how much he missed her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had written about going back to the college... sitting on the benches where she used to sit... lingering in places she once walked through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were entries about a café she used to visit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had gone there too. Just to feel closer to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martha’s fingers trembled slightly as she turned another page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then...her eyes widened faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were entries about small acts of revenge. Her lips almost twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each one mentioned people from her university days... bullies who had mocked her for being a \"nerd\" or for being too focused or too different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kael had written their names down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And later... he had made sure they paid for it when they entered the corporate world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’This guy... seriously ...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A strange mix of emotions stirred inside her. Another page. The tone shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wrote about stress... his family, his responsibilities, the company... and above all, the unbearable feeling of not being able to see her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then...her breath caught.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An entry about self-harm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had written about how much he missed her... how the absence was suffocating him... how he didn’t know what to do anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words felt raw, almost desperate, as if they had been carved straight out of his soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her throat tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wrote about how he couldn’t live without seeing her... how he was searching for her everywhere... how he kept asking...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Where are you...?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt as though the diary itself was speaking directly to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martha swallowed hard, trying to push down the lump forming in her throat as her vision blurred slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were a few more entries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some spoke of how he no longer wanted to live, the words uneven and shaky, as if written with trembling hands. Others repeated the same desperate wish again and again...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’I just want to see her... one last time ...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then...there was a new entry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martha’s fingers paused for a moment before she turned the page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that entry, he had written about meeting a girl... someone who resembled her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words were conflicted, almost broken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’I feel guilty... but for the first time in so long... I feel happy... just because she looks like you ...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martha’s vision blurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears welled up in her eyes, spilling over before she could stop them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time... she truly understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’So it wasn’t easy for him either ...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All this time, she had thought his life had been smooth, privileged, untouched by hardship. But this... this diary told a completely different story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t bring herself to apologize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no regret for how she had treated him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’I understand now... why he did it ...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Humans were complicated. Feelings were even more so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, she closed the diary, her fingers lingering on its worn cover before handing it back to Felix.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you,\" she said quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without waiting for a response, she turned and walked toward the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Felix hesitated. \"Martha ...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stopped and glanced back. Felix’s voice softened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If Kael had truly loved that substitute... he would have chased her by now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swallowed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He wouldn’t still be wandering around you... like this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martha let out a faint, bitter chuckle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You might understand him better,\" she said, \"because he’s your brother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes hardened slightly. \"But try looking at it from my perspective too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She held his gaze. \"If I were in his place... and he were in mine ...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause. \"Would you still be able to justify it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Felix fell silent. The answer formed instantly in his mind...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If his brother had suffered through one-sided love... only to later find out that the person he loved had liked him too... but had still gone on to support someone else just because they resembled him...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wouldn’t have accepted it. Not at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His throat tightened, but no words came out. Martha turned and walked away.\u003C\u002Fp>",1016,"2026-06-05T15:12:48.008Z",1,"novelbin.me","8f73fba2b53751db9a491f612a5d742b7ac26d1cf8f71c1ab6cc1da9d7f1b002","zombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-chapter-597","zombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-chapter-595",706,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fzombie-apocalypse-i-have-safe-zone-superpower-cover.jpg"]