I was filled with a joy I hadn't felt in what seemed like ages. The revelation that Killian was still alive sparked a fire within me, igniting a fierce resolve to escape this wretched nightmare of a place. My heart soared with joy, almost making me forget about Rhys.
But that bliss shattered in an instant.
Rhys's dark, sinister voice slithered into my ear, cutting through my happiness. Before I could react, his hand shot out, icy fingers closing around my throat. "You look pleased," he hissed, his eyes glinting with madness. "Care to enlighten me, Amara? Were you aware of Killian's survival? Have you two been scheming behind my back? Is this your twisted way of ruining my life and plunging me into despair?"