POV: Jason DiLaurentis Rosewood. A town too small to hide its secrets, yet somehow big enough to bury people beneath them. Ever since my sister, Alison DiLaurentis, disappeared... and was later found dead, nothing had ever been normal again. But if there was one thing that hadn't changed, it was them. The Liars. Ali's best friends. Spencer Hastings—brilliant, stubborn, and incapable of giving up until she found the truth. By her side was Toby Cavanaugh, the only person who could truly make her feel safe, but hated by society. Aria Montgomery—impulsive and hopelessly romantic—kept fighting for her complicated relationship with Ezra Fitz, her ex teacher, despite all the risks. Hanna Marin, who hid far more fear behind her smiles than she ever let anyone see, always had Caleb Rivers,an hacker,ready to protect her. Emily Fields, the most loyal of them all, was still trying to put herself back together after everything she'd lost. Her gf, Maya, died just a month ago. And then... There was you. Alessia. 15 years old. One year younger than the rest. You had always been part of the group. You, Alison, Spencer, Aria, Hanna, and Emily had grown up together. You were the youngest—the one Ali loved to tease, but also the first person she'd defend if anyone dared to hurt you. When Alison disappeared, you didn't just lose a friend. You lost a part of your life. And just like the others, you started receiving those cursed messages signed...—A. From that moment on, none of you ever had a normal life again. I'd known you for years. I remembered a little girl running through my backyard with Ali, scraped knees, messy hair, and a smile that somehow made everything seem lighter. Now you'd grown up. You were with the girls every day, helping them investigate, putting yourself in danger alongside them. But to me... You were still just little Alessia. At least, that's what I kept telling myself. It was late afternoon when I got home. The moment I parked in front of the DiLaurentis house, I noticed 5 girls sitting on the curb across the street. Spencer was arguing animatedly with Hanna. Aria kept checking her phone, her expression growing more anxious by the second. Emily was doing her best to keep everyone calm. And you... You were sitting on the edge of the sidewalk with your legs crossed, your eyes fixed on the screen of your phone. A second later, it buzzed. The color drained from your face. The others' expressions fell too. Another message from A.