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We fight to hold on and we fight to let go. But what if the person you're trying to fight for is not worth holding on anymore? Are you willing to let go? 

It wasn't easy for Chanel Maddison Salcedo to move forward and forget the people who hurt her. It took her quite a lot of courage and effort to do so. However, when she's finally moving forward with her life, she crossed paths with the person who hurt her the most-the person who she thought to be the love of her life. Will she let that person enter her life again or will she turn her back at him and move on? 

- August 2020 -
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