Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 394

Russel exhaled a

of relief as he took my hand, “I had a chat with Karina downstairs. If you ever need me, just call, and I’ll be right back.”

He was honest about it, not hiding the fact that he had spent time with Karina.

I said nothing, not feeling jealous or discontent. I was just somewhat puzzled. What could they have possibly discussed? What common ground did they share?

Once we returned to our room, Russel noticed my silence. Assuming I was scared, he brought me water and comforted me.

Still, his tender gestures didn’t make me feel any better.

“Russel, what did you talk about with Karina?” I finally asked.

Russel looked surprised, and a smile played on his lips, “Why? Are you jealous? Or are you worried that we’re plotting something?”

I found his assumption strange, I was merely curious about their conversation, not suspecting any conspiracy.

Seeing my bewilderment, Russel ruffled my hair, “Don’t worry. There’s nothing going on between us. She just wanted to talk about Serena and Brandon. She’s a bit paranoid and thinks Brandon looks like Neil. She keeps asking me for reassurance.”

I first saw that

You should rest. I’ll sleep

was late and the issue about the elevator accident could have been dealt with by

a couple of choices. The choices were diving together to catch seafood and preparing a meal from our catch, or engaging in activities like rock climbing and

It had been a while since I tried it.

also an experienced diver. Following the guidance of staff, we boarded a yacht. Each couple

had been fascinated with it for a time and even dived with Stella. Today, she and Mitch chose bungee

we don’t have to stay together. Try to gather as much seafood as possible.” I joked with Russel, “We don’t want to go hungry at lunch.”

oxygen tank. After giving me an okay sign, we both dived into the water, leaving a staff member in

some clams and caught a shrimp the size of my palm. I returned

a fish. After wandering around underwater for a

below me. I soon found I

rope.

her build. Her wetsuit was a different color than mine. It was rosy red. I waved desperately, hoping she

running low and tried to swim back down to cut the rope. But without any tools underwater, it was a daunting task. The rope was

thin line.

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Soon I felt weak and wondered where Russel was, and if

it would have probably been too

calm, I found a sharp rock on the seabed and tried to cut the rope. When that failed, I found a piece of broken glass. That was my lifeline! Just as my oxygen was about to run out, I managed to sever the rope.

the surface, I