This book killed me. The last chapter killed me. It made me realize a lot. A. LOT. It made me think of my current situation. Of where I am right now. Of everything. But if there’s one thing that really hit me, it’s the thought that I don’t want to have a baby girl. I don’t want my daughter to go through all these things I am going through right now. It might kill her, because it almost killed me. So yeah, all the maoy ends with me. 🙃