Dear Lizzy,

First off, let me tell you how proud I am of you. You were, you are so brave, even before everything that happened. Before mom and dad died. Let me just tell you how much they loved you. You were their pride and joy, Lizzy. And when they died, you seemed broken and couldn't be fixed. Until you met Newt. I supposed that's why you cared so much about him. No. You loved him. A lot.

I supposed that's why, even though I loved you more than anything, I was so jealous of you. Thomas, Ben, your connection with our parents, even your friendship with Maria. You see, my dear sister, I loved Thomas. But, he loved you. Now, I'm not saying it's your fault;you couldn't do anything about that.

Lizzy, I know you're confused. Trust me, it took me a while to get to where I am today. But, I guess if you're reading this, then I'm already dead. But that means that if I'm already dead, I've got nothing to lose. Haha.

WICKED took the three of us in after mom and dad died. Maria, you, and me. I was the oldest-around twenty-one, and Maria was already nineteen. You were only fifteen when we arrived there. I trusted WICKED. I was so sure that they would save the world. But after you jumped into the box to save Newt, I wasn't so sure. Not after they sent me and Maria up just to punish you. The lesson here is that you should never trust them. Never. Actually, don't trust anyone. Except for yourself.

You were always special. You and Thomas. You guys were always the favorites at WICKED. Mostly, you learned to fight during your first few months at WICKED. And then, you started assisting the scientists and workers with designs. Lizzy, I don't want you to be hurt when I tell you this, but I need you to know.

You helped create the Grievers.

But just stop and just read for one minute. Please. You first refused to help them. You said that they were twisted and had crazy ideas that would never work. I think you would have even gone so far to leave WICKED when they started to threaten you. Well not you. They said they would torture Newt until you helped them. Lizzy, you were the brightest one their with the best ideas. They couldn't have finished the Maze without you. You loved Newt more than yourself Lizzy, I could see it. So, of course, you helped. Don't feel bad, Liz. Please.

If you're wondering why I came up in the box, it's because I came to protect you. Of course WICKED didn't know that. They were using me and Maria as punishments but, we secretively managed to persuade WICKED to let us go up in the box. They never found out it was our own ideas. But I guess since you're reading this crazy letter, I finished my task of protecting you.

Lizzy, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I wasn't strong enough to stay behind and fight for you again. I'm so sorry. But just remember that I will always be with you. Forever.

Love,

Rosa.