The days in rehab were challenging, and filled with introspection and healing. The routine and support helped ground me, yet there were still moments when the past tugged at my heartstrings, especially thoughts of Terry. It was in one of those quiet moments that a staff member handed me a letter.
"Lana, this came for you today," she said, her voice gentle.
I took the envelope, my hands trembling slightly as I recognized Terry's handwriting. I found a secluded spot on the back porch overlooking the ocean, took a deep breath, and opened the letter.
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Dear Lana,
I've spent a lot of time reflecting on everything since you left. The tournament, our plans, and most of all, you. I know I didn't have the right words to say when you told me how you felt, and for that, I'm sorry.
First and foremost, I want you to know that I deeply regret how things turned out, especially between us. Your confession caught me off guard, not because I didn't feel something for you, but because I was too entrenched in my own turmoil to acknowledge it properly.
Your strength and honesty moved me more than you know. When I kissed you at the airport, it was my way of saying what I couldn't find the words for. But you deserve more than gestures and half-expressed emotions. You deserve clarity and truth.
I've decided to take a step back from everything - Cobra Kai, the dojo, all of it. I'm reevaluating my life, trying to find a path that brings me genuine peace and purpose. Seeing Johnny walk away and witness our defeat made me realize that I was clinging to something toxic, something that was consuming us all.
Your decision to seek help in New York showed incredible courage. It inspired me to confront my own demons. I hope you understand that my silence wasn't a lack of care but rather a reflection of my own confusion and fear.
Lana, you've been a significant part of my life, and for that, I'm grateful. Your passion, your dedication, and your heart have touched me in ways I never expected. I'm proud of you for taking the steps you needed to find healing.
I hope that one day when we've both found our paths, we can meet again under better circumstances. Until then, know that you have my utmost respect and admiration.
Take care of yourself, Lana. You deserve all the happiness and peace in the world.
sincerely, Terry
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As I finished reading the letter, tears streamed down my face, but this time they were tears of both sorrow and hope. Terry's words were filled with a raw honesty that I hadn't expected, and they brought a sense of closure and understanding.
I folded the letter carefully and held it to my chest, feeling a mixture of emotions - sadness for what was, but also a glimmer of hope for what could be. Terry's letter was a reminder that we were both on our own journeys of healing and self-discovery.
I took a deep breath and looked around at the serene surroundings of the rehab center. The path ahead was still uncertain, but for the first time, I felt a sense of peace. I knew that I was exactly where I needed to be and that in time, both Terry and I would find our way.
With renewed determination, I stood up and headed back inside, ready to continue my journey toward healing and a brighter future.
A/N: yay I finally finished writing the story. Hope you all enjoyed the ending and thank you to all of my supporters!
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