The guards swung open the creaky cell door, and their eyes widened in shock as they took in the gruesome scene before them.

Layla's lifeless body lay on the cold stone floor, her eyes frozen in a permanent stare, her skin pale and clammy.

Ethan's face contorted in a mock display of grief, his eyes welling up with fake tears.

"Please, you have to save her!" he wailed, his voice cracking with feigned emotion.

"She can't die, not like this! Oh, Layla, my love, my heart is shattered!"

The guards exchanged a skeptical glance, their expressions unyielding. They knew Ethan's antics all too well, but they couldn't deny the urgency...