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.”

suspicion about Serena and Brandon was no surprise. When I first saw that Hiram looked so much like Neil, I had my

rest. I’ll

tired.” I nodded. It was late and the issue about the elevator

seafood and preparing a meal from our catch, or engaging in activities like rock climbing and

been a while since I tried

a yacht. Each couple had their own yacht. Once out at sea, we began to

time and

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

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

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

the sense of freedom swimming like a fish. After wandering around underwater for a while,

something swimming below me. I soon found I couldn’t move as my ankle was tangled in some sort

rope.

it was a woman from her build. Her wetsuit was a different color than mine. It was rosy red.

felt my oxygen running low and tried to swim back down to cut the rope. But without

thin line.

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used up more oxygen. Soon I felt weak and wondered where Russel was, and if he would have noticed my

it would have probably

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. My hand was cut in the process, but seeing

my head broke the surface, I heard my name, “Irene