𝓢𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓯𝔂 》✮ TMR, Newt

091 - The Letters

CHAPTER 91
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                                author's note !
                this chapter is Stella's letters

Dear Emmaline,

Maybe we don't know each other a lot. Yeah, we don't but you are a good friend and a really nice girl. The first time you walked towards our table, stiff arms and a straight back, I slightly felt scared but also I felt the power in the atmosphere.
Also, you are the only girl who could actually make Minho shut up and reduce his pride. I admire you for that. That is why I am asking you to continue doing it, even if I don't make it. I know what I'm about to do is stupid. But I have to save Minho, Em. I know you will understand that.
Thank you for being my friend.

Take care, Stella.

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Dear Fry,

You are an amazing friend and I'm glad I had the opportunity to get to know you. We aren't really close but my heart would ache if anything happened to you. I am happy managed to escape together. Save each other.
I know you would understand. They left me behind because I'm infected. But I have to see Minho. You can feel me, right? I need to see him—save him even if I can. The Flare will slowly kill me and now I understand Wilson. I also don't want to be one of them.
You have been a great friend and an excellent cook. The only reason I could actually eat again, was because your cooking skills were amazing.

Take care, Stella.

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Dear Jorge,

I'm grateful you didn't kill Minho. When you always had the chance. I know he can be a pain in the ass, and he was suspicious because he has also been through hell in the Glade. Thank you for helping us find him. I know that deep down you also care for him.
Also, I am very sorry about what I'm about to do. Sorry for getting you drunk—manipulating you and sedating you after. I had to find an effective way to sneak out of here. I'm very sorry for that though.
Maybe I haven't told you but you feel like a father to me. A father I never knew I could have. My memories show me every adult, viewing me as a weapon. A pawn. A girl—who isn't a girl but just another doctor who has to find the solutions in the lab. But you viewed me for what I am. A child—a sixteen–year–old girl. I'm happy someone saw me for what I am.

Take care of yourself, Stella.

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Dear Brenda,

Maybe I don't know you for that much time but you have been a very good friend. Actually, you are the first girl who wanted to be my friend. I found the courage to ask you because you seem like a trustworthy person. And you are.
Maybe I haven't told you this but you start to feel like a best friend. Yes I know I already have one, and I don't know if you think the same, but I wish I could have told you that.
Lastly please whatever you feel for Thomas, tell him. I'm sure that something will happen. No, I haven't talked to him but after what happened between the two of you—well he must feel something. I know him and I know that he is not the type of guy who will sleep with someone and then remove that memory.