Orla POV
Dad left. We didn't know where, but he was gone in an instant. Now, we will have to wait and see what the FBI does to move the plan forward.
Teddy walked towards me and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. “Everything will work out,” he muttered in my ear,
“I am sure it will.” I sighed,
“And you, how are you feeling?” He asked me, and I sighed.
“I'm tired,” I said, and he nodded.
“I bet, Muñeca… but, I mean, how are you really feeling? Not only because of this no-so-small surprise, but because you are still recovering,” he paused, and I felt a big lump in my throat because I knew he was referring to the emotional scars left by the surgery, the ones I wanted to ignore, and the one he was desperate to erase.
“I'm doing OK… I guess,” I sighed, and he locked eyes with m……
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