Dear Newt,
It's not paradise without you.
I tried. I tried to do it. The knife, so close to my skin. The tears, dropping on the floor. I just want to be with you. I love you. I brought it to my wrist, and blood trickled. I just want to be with you. I miss your laugh, and everything about you. I've been slowly fading. Losing all good judgement. Sometimes, I wished we never escaped the Glade. You would've never caught the flare, we could've grown old together. Shared more smiles, made more memories. Thomas is shaky and on the edge. All he keeps reminding himself is "Teresa would've wanted to live". He re-reads the note over and over again.
Love,
Kassandra
She laid it front of his grave once again.
