“No, I didn’t. Maybe—thanks to Tamlin, yes. But it had nothing to do with you, Rhys. Nothing to do with you. I was never afraid of the consequences of being with you. Even if every assassin in the world hunts us … It’s worth it. You are worth it.” His head dipped a bit. And he said hoarsely, “Thank you.” My heart broke for him then—for the years he’d spent thinking the opposite.
