The Note

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"I am so sorry, Luke," Clara said.
"She was Jan's sister," I said.
"I'm sorry you had to find her."
"I'm sorry about your mom."
Here's what I realized;
I am lucky.
I am lucky because of every girl to come across my path, I got Clara Hanna.
Clara Hanna with her blue eyes and brown hair.
I'm lucky because she is my miracle.
I'm lucky because, even though I decided to date her specifically on looks, she was still what I needed.
I pushed a stray strand of hair out of her face.
"I look so ugly right now," I said.
"You have the title," Clara said.
"What?" I said.
"You are my boyfriend," Clara said.
I didn't know weather to do a backflip or pass out.
"How?"
"You just told me your deepest, darkest secret. You also just said that you are ugly," Clara said. "Because you are not Mr.LipPiercingPopularGuy. You are Luke Hemmings. And you are Luke Hemmings, my boyfriend."
"I love you."
"I know."
Then, I kissed her.
I felt like this is my new place. I found where I need to be.
Then everything, everything from Amy and Ashton, Jan seeing me in my underwear, taking Clara to the beach, watching Jane the Virgin, everything came together.
Then, I knew it was time.
•••

Dear Luke,
If Jan listened to me, I am not around any more.
You've probably been wondering why I wanted you to find me.
Well, because I needed you too.
But, here's what I needed as my note:
You could never help me.
Nothing in your power could help me.
But, I need to give you my final words:
Don't try to be the best at everything. Don't try to fix everything.
Because you can only do so much without getting hurt.
I love you, Luke.
Goodbye.
-Lucy Wu.

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