"Don't worry, it's a good chapter again." Thanks! "Biology is one of my subjects, I'm studying. That's why I also know some of the aspects and mechanism of addiction as well, because I have a clue, how these things could affect organs and cells temporarily and permantently. As I said before, good researches for this story here." Thank you :) I took a lifespan class ages ago, but we didn't really talk much about preterm babies.
"It's good to see, that Katara and TyLee are about to get the final things back on track again. Both have gained back their self-confident and they're starting to do things again, they have loved before." Exactly, they're beginning to heal in full. "And their self-confidence has grown, like Azulas. They're giving less attention, what others may think about them and more, about the support their true friends are offering." This too! This was a very huge and very important step for all three; self-love and self-acceptance. Which was especially important in Azula's case because she really struggled with appreciating herself for who she was. "I like the bag swap scene so much. Yep that's Azula. No mercy in that case as well" xP I think that, that was actually my favorite part of the chapter. Just a little reminder that the old Azula isn't completely gone, she's just channeling her insult and quips in a different and more friendly way.
"Also the final of the chapter was wonderful. It seems to become a good new year for all of them, this time. And due to Kataras reactions, it seems that her friendship with Suki is also back to normal again." The two of them did a lot of bonding over the summer. Part of healing for her was forgiving Suki, deciding that Jet wouldn't take that friendship away from her either. "This whole chapter, like the last one is full of so many little heart-warming steps and dialogues." After the last fic I wrote, I wanted this one to be a happier one. "Such a strong and positive contrast compared to the start of this fic, where another torturing and stinging needle was to befound around every corner." This story was meant to be uplifting and hopeful. I feel like it would have been a huge disservice to end it on a miserable note. The whole point of this fic was to show that things can get better with a lot of patience, support, and effort. I feel like if I gave it a sad ending it really would have harmed the story as a whole.
"Well done so far, in my opinion. Keep on having fun, with your stories." Thank you once again! It means so much to have someone comment on literally every chapter! It has been a fun journey, minus my computer nuking my files into the void. But other than that, I had fun with this fic.

It was bittersweet to see Azula leave her office. She had enjoyed her twice weekly conversations with the girl. As much as she hoped that she would see the girl again, she hoped in equal part that she would never fall so far back into her habits that she'd need to come by again.

"I told you that things would just fall into place, didn't I?"

She watched Azula smooth her hands over her lithe figure, "You may have mentioned it."

Yue smiled. The girl wasn't averting her eyes this time. She wasn't flustered nor distraught. No, this time she had an air of confidence and acceptance. The kind Yue, speculated that she ought to have.

"I'm going to be going back to Wan High."

"Why is that?"

"I thought that I would finish what I started."

"I think that it will do you well to go back and face things. You seem like the type." Yue agreed.

"Yes." Azula replied. She paused. "Thank you. For helping me to put things back into perspective."

"That's my job."

"I feel like you did more than just your job." She replied.

And maybe Yue had. She had grown particularly fond of Azula. She watched the girl walk away with a sort of power and confidence in her step. The kind she knew the girl ought to have. The kind that she earned.
It had been a rough year for the girl but Yue had a hunch that her next one would go well.

In her hands she held a stack of papers. Azula's handwriting was neat and elegant. Yue skimmed the first few pages. It would seem that the girl had given her a journal of sorts. Perhaps a school assignment.

Yue found herself sitting at home reading it as her dog yapped away at the neighbor's cat. It was hard to read pages from the girl when she was at her worst, it was such a raw and uncensored version of what she had received in sessions. Almost jarringly so and it made Yue wonder if the girl was truly okay. It was one thing to know that she had received Azula due to a suicide attempt and another entirely to see a note detailing the reasons behind it. To see the shift in her handwriting as the pills took hold.

Suddenly the prideful yet kind smile she gave that morning and that lively gleam in her eyes mean so much more.

Yue came to a new page and the tone shifted rather drastically. She was no longer reading something draining depressing. There were bits where she could sense some confusion and doubt, but mostly the writing was lighter. Optimistic.

She turned to the last page and found three images. One of Azula and her new volleyball team, taken after their first game, according to the caption Azula penned in. A second image showed she and her family. The third was she and another group of people; Katara, TyLee, Mai, Teo, Sokka, Suki, Toph, Aang, Haru, and 'this asshole', each labeled accordingly. It took Yue a moment to gather that 'this asshole', was probably Chan.

Yue closed the journal.

Azula didn't know it, but she had been more help than she would ever know.

Yue almost hadn't taken the girl's case. The thought of being unable to save another client was horrifying. She was ready to seek a new profession. She clutched the journal to her chest. She hadn't been able to save Lihao but she had saved Azula.

And in saving her, she had perhaps saved herself.