Stars ➳ TMR, Thomas [1] ✓

Epilogue

Dear friends,

We made it. We fought against all odds and faced all trouble that W.I.C.K.E.D threw in our faces.

But at what cost?

At what cost can I now say I'm free? At what cost can I enjoy the privilege others are forbidden from?

At cost of death. That's the price many our friends payed their fight for freedom in. When I look back, we escaped the maze, we left that horrifying place I find myself responsible for, yet did others not deserve the same? They did, they deserve it more than I do. I tried not to look myself in a bad way. I tried to acknowledge that it was not my fault and that my family doesn't have anything to do with who I am, now after the terrors we've seen in the Maze.

But I can't. I can't walk next to someone and not to think about what will they say about me. Am I a good person? Am I worth saving if the time comes when it would be necessary? What do you think about me now?

I can't seem to shake off the thought it would've all been different if I knew myself, if I managed to find enough time just to ask Teresa what she wanted to tell me. Yet now it looks like I've betrayed you. It looks like the only person who I distrust is myself.

Do you know what is sacrifice? What does it mean?

It's for greater good. A word symbolysing a deed of someone's conscience. Chuck's conscience. Alby's conscience. Without their sacrifices we wouldn't be here now, we wouldn't be free. But are they free now too? Are they happy? I can't know that, I can't think about them without blaming it all on myself, without being that one thing that forbade them from experiencing the life outside that prison.

That's what I wanted for them, what I wish now they could have. I'm trying to finish this letter, trying to justify to myself it isn't my burden to carry, my responsibility to take...yet I'm stuck between two things; a family I can't love and friendships that I've betrayed. There's a hollow feeling in my chest, tears marring my eyesight that I can't shake off. And that's why I have only a few words to say left.

Thomas, I'm sorry.

(A/N):

Guys, this is the end.
This book is now over, Aria's story in the Glade is over. I literally can't believe it. I just love this book so much, and am trying not to cry now.

This book showed me I was capable of being a writer with all ups and downs, life outside of Wattpad and trouble. I thought once I started it, it wouldn't be finished, maybe because I believed my writing wasn't enough, that I had to be 'perfect' which I also know I can't be, because there are many years to come of I want to become a better writer.

And that's what I have to thank you for, my readers. You deserve all the world for being here with me. Without you this book wouldn't be possible, it would just be another book out there. So, thank you, thank you and a hundred times thank you. You guys always make my day better.

But also there are a few people I have to thank that have my gratitude.

scftnewt Omg, I don't even know how to thank you. I'm so happy we have met here on Wattpad and so grateful that I got to know you. You deserve the world. So thank you again a hundred times!!❤️❤️💕

LoraSalvatore your comments never fail to make me laugh. Even if you weren't with this book from it's beginning, I'm happy that you are now and that you will stay and make me laugh through its sequels. Thank you so so much!💕

Singing our for the last time in I See Stars. ~Gabrielle

Oh, and don't forget to check out the bonus chapter up in two day probably.