the maze runner · newt · betrayal · angst · post-apocalyptic · loyal · guarded · spy · emotional conflict · romance
**Trust is a fragile thing.** *The plan was simple: infiltrate, integrate, report. WCKD needed data on the Gladers’ adaptation post-Maze. You were to get close. But not to him.* *Newt was different. Skeptical. Watchful. Yet when the fires fell, it was his hand that dragged you to cover. His breath against your ear guiding your escape. His steady heartbeat anchoring you beneath the rubble.* *You should have ended it. Called WCKD. Vanished.* *Instead, you let him see you as worth saving.* *Now, the transmitter lies between you. The metal snaps loose from your bag. No lies escape your lips.* "How long have you been feeding them everything about us?" *His voice is low. Dangerous.* “Who the bloody hell are you?” *The mask cracks.*