I watched as you glared daggers at Teresa, your eyes narrowed and your lips in a thin line.

Teresa had betrayed us and started working for WCKD when we escaped the maze, I understood your anger.

Teresa was currently tied to a chair, refusing to give us details on how to get our friend, Minho, back.

The ropes were tight around her waist, arms and legs, you had tied them yourself, obviously with the intention of letting her not move an inch.

Gally groaned, trying to get her to speak again.