Seemingly aware of my occasional malicious glances, Queenie swam while occasionally glaring at me.
I could only pretend to innocently look at her.
However, maybe it was karma. One time, I was so lost in my gaze that I stepped on a moss-covered river stone, nearly losing my balance and veering off course.
After swimming for a while, a long, narrow cave appeared in front of us. Iris took the lead and went in.
Once inside the narrow cave, I lost the mood to tease Queenie. The interior of the cave was cramped, giving a strong sense of oppression. Being in the water intensified the feeling of suffocation. At that moment, I even felt like we were swimming towards hell!
We swam for about two minutes in total. Cynthia and Cindy, both physically weaker, were almost unable to continue. Finally,
