Letters
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Summery: Writing is supposed to help her cope with the pain, but will the letters ever be seen? (Lorelai centered)
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Dear Luke,
Where do I start? Well, I guess I will fill you in on my life first. I have been seeing a therapist since we broke up and she told me that writing letters would help me, so here goes nothing.
I know what I did was wrong and I am truly and deeply sorry. I know that won't make up for sleeping with Christopher but there are some things I need you to understand. First off, I did not go to his place with the intentions to sleep with. I went to him as a friend and I only went to him because he was the only person I could talk to at that moment. When I went to his house we talked, well I talked to him about you the whole time, and we got drunk. Christopher took advantage of me and I really wish that I could take that night back. You also need to know that I have not talked to Christopher since that night. I know sorry doesn't help – or at least hats what my mother and Mia always told me – but I was hurting very badly. For starters, you hid the fact that you had a daughter from me for two whole months, Luke, two months is a long time to hide something that big. Also, you wouldn't let me see April but you continuously told me about her and the things you both did together. And just so you know, that night when you told me you saw the whole town at the window between the Soda Shoppe and the Diner watching you, I was the one who started that because I was so desperate to see you with your daughter. It seemed like the town knew more about April than me, your fiancé and best friend. That hurt me more than anything in the world Luke. You continued to push me and you finally drove me away. And what sucks is that I didn't have the courage to talk to you about how I was feeling.
We were finally on track Luke, on our way to getting married and starting a family of our own, and now I don't even talk to my best friend. I just want you to know that I am sorry, but that I only did what I did because I was hurt and confused. I hope that one day we will be able to talk and figure out what went wrong and get past it and get back together. I love you, Luke Danes, forever and always. We both waited to long for this and I am not letting go without a fight.
Love always,
Lorelai Victoria Gilmore
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A/N: I forgot to mention this but my story takes place right after everything happened (the very beginning of season 7). I hope you enjoy the chapter and hopefully I will have the next chapter up tomorrow. And don't forget to review…I love reviews…reviews are nice.