Emily writes a letter to Ali post-Wanted. Her Ali.


Dear Ali,

I should probably address this to Courtney, but that doesn't feel right. Nothing feels right anymore. I told you back then that I loved you. I really loved you. I can't wrap my head around the fact that the girl I loved was a lie. I've heard some things about the girl you supposedly were before switching places with the-real-Ali. It doesn't make sense.

If you were just looking to take over your sister's life, why put so much into us? Why put so much into me? Were you really just selecting a few losers at random? Did you just learn our secrets so that you could play with us like pieces in your sick chess game? Or did you care? Did you care about me at all? Were you capable of caring? Because I cried over not being able to be with you. I cried because you never accepted my love. I cried because of who everyone now is telling me was a mentally unstable pyschopath. And then I kissed the even worse one. I really kissed her. I...

Ali, did you love me at all? I like to think you did. I'm wrong a lot though so...

Bye, Ali. Courtney. Whoever you are.