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

You should rest. I’ll sleep on the

I nodded. It was late and the issue about the elevator accident could have been dealt with by the hotel staff later.

The choices were diving together to catch seafood and preparing

a while since I tried it.

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

for a time and even dived with Stella. Today, she

as much seafood as possible.” I joked with Russel, “We

in his wetsuit, carrying an oxygen tank. After giving me an okay sign, we both dived

shrimp the size of my palm. I returned to the yacht, feeling content.

freedom swimming like a fish. After wandering around underwater for a while, I decided to go back

I soon found I couldn’t move as my ankle

rope.

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

But without any tools underwater,

thin line.

1

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

dived down, it would have

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. My hand was cut in the process, but seeing my blood disperse in the water, I bore the pain