He Was Still Alive

Hazel sighed in a low voice. If she could figure out what had happened that night when she had lost her consciousness, everything would be clear.

She stood up and went to the dressing room. When she came out, she saw a tall figure standing at the end of the corridor. Her face looked particularly strange in the dark light. She looked at Hazel with a very gloomy smile on her face.

"Evel" Exclaimed Hazel.

Eve waved at her, stiffened like a ghost, then turned around and walked outside. Hazel followed her in a hurry and the two of them went to the deck behind the cruise ship.

"You are alive." Hazel tried her best to control her tone.

"I'm a good swimmer. How could I die?" Eve could hold her breath in the water for twenty minutes. As soon as she jumped down, she ran away quickly.

"Why are you here?" Asked Hazel.

"Of course I'm here for you, my lady." Eve stressed the two words "my lady" on purpose.