Chapter 39 of 92

18.5 - Gabrielle

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"A part of me knew that letting go would hurt, it would slash the sides of my life and rip it in two. But I knew that holding on hurt so much more, it would kill me slowly, and excruciatingly, and torture me until I was nothing more than skin, blood and bones."

-Gabrielle Marshal