Two generations after the events of the maze, approximately sixty-five years later. A gray-haired woman was sitting on the edge of the fire, serving chocolate to the rest at a traditional bonfire they made once a month.

You were telling a young little boy, Minho's grandson, about how things used to be before and at one point it occurred to you to say 'I once had a boyfriend.' And that's how you now found yourself talking to Minho's grandson about Newt, who was the love of your life.