Rosewood
Dear Liars,
Aria, Emily, Spencer and Hannah. Girls, girls what interesting histories you guys have. So many lies, swept under the rug, forgotten about. It's a good thing that I have such a good memory. If I started to expose your lies, one by one, I would be talking until Labour Day, many years from now. That's how much baggage that's trailing behind you. Lies are dangerous. You never know when they're going to return and bite you in the ass. If you don't believe me, just ask Byron Montgomery. Aria, sweetie, you remember when I helped your family out, don't you? Of course you do! How could you forget? You covered for your father, helping him lie to the whole family. And I in turn helped you to come clean. Things come apart so easily when they have been held together with lies!
Lying leads to more lies which leads to more lies- a never ending circle. Lucky for me you girls seem to forget that. Some lies are big. Some are small. Some are game changing, or may even get certain pretties in trouble with the law. Wouldn't that be a shame- my little dolls, locked up in a metal cage? That simply won't do. And the jumpsuits last time were so unflattering on you girls. Hannah, you remember? The colour orange definitely does not go with your skin tone, it drains you out. Those who forget the past are doomed to repeat it. And who can blame my Liars for trying to forget what has happened to them. But the sentiment just makes it easier for me to manipulate your lives. And I'm far from done yet. Sorry for crushing you're little bit of hope darlings. But you know what they say about hope. It breeds eternal misery!
You probably wonder why I do this. Why I waste my time tormenting your poor little selves. I know Spencer's had more than a few sleepless nights worrying about this, the poor little thing. I suppose I could let bygones be bygones, forgive and forget, yadda yadda. But where's the fun in that? The truth is I'm having fun. I don't play this game for revenge or because I'm jealous. I do this because I can. You will never catch me and even if you do…won't that be tremendous fun, us trying to outwit each other. Are you girls up to the challenge? I don't think so.
Knowledge is power and if that's true, I have enough power to light up the Western seaboard. I know you want to know who I am, to stop being afraid of what you don't know. Whether I'm close or far away. Whether I'm someone you all know and trust, or just some random member off the crowd. I'll let you in on a little secret, my BFF's. Are you ready? It doesn't matter who I am or where I am. Truthfully I'm everywhere and I see all. And of course there is my 'army of minions' as you call them, running around, watching and waiting. Mona was a child in comparison to what I can do. Though she did turn out smarter than I expected her to, my little protégée. Then again those smarts didn't mean much in the end, or help her in any way to avoid her demise, did it?
This isn't a sprint it's a marathon. And Emily, what's the trick to succeeding in a marathon? You don't burn through all of your energy in the first hundred metres. Honestly though, I'm not nearly done yet. I've still got miles to go and it's not over until I say it is. So bitches, it's time to bring your A game…give it your best shot. We'll see who ends up winning. J
Kisses,
A
