Newt

Life in the Glade flowed as smoothly as ever. Mia, a master cook, prepared meals for the team while Frypan and the others went about their business. She loved her job and felt at home among the Gladers. But one day, everything changed. When the elevator, which often brought new challenges and surprises, started working again, Mia was busy at the stove. The hot pan demanded her attention, and she couldn't move away. At that moment, a little girl ran up to her—a spitting image of Newt and Mia herself. She looked only four years old, but her scream echoed throughout the Glade. "Mom!" the girl screamed, hugging Mia's legs. Her voice rang with not only fear, but also hunger, and something else—perhaps longing for her family. Mia froze. Newt, who had just approached, also froze. The Gladers, noticing what was happening, began whispering among themselves, unsure what to do. The girl continued to cry until, after a few seconds of silence, a loud sound was heard: the gurgling of a stomach. Mia sighed, her heart aching with pity for this tiny creature. "Let's go to the kitchen, little one," she said with a smile, leaning toward the girl and taking her hand. In the kitchen, Mia quickly prepared something simple: soup and bread. The girl ate with gusto, and Mia watched her tenderly. Every glance reminded her of how little she herself was and how much she craved love and care. A month passed. Mia cared for the girl she and Newt named Lily. She became a part of their lives. Newt often played with her, and the other Gladers sometimes teased her about how Lily mimicked Mia's behavior. They noticed how her taste preferences matched Mia's: she loved spicy foods and couldn't resist desserts. But amid all this joy, a question arose: whose child was this? Mia's or Newt's? The Gladers whispered about it, but no one dared ask the question directly.