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Nothing. There was no love between them now. She had hurt Osgood, too many times to count, and she had just put up with it
Nothing. Osgood had taken time away, time to work on herself and find who she was once again. Something that her girlfriend had taken away,
Nothing. Osgood was her own person, one who could not survive being just chained down again and again, over and over. She was a bird.
Nothing. Her wings were no longer clipped, and she was able to find the courage to leave. There was nothing that was holding her back.