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Becca POV I entered the private room, with the doctor following me behind. This was not the first time I had talked with a doctor regarding Orla´s injuries. This time, it was a bar fight, while the last one was Matthew losing control over his drunken self and hitting her beyond recognition. I was certain Orla´s rib cracked because it was previously broken… What amused me was that Mr. and Ms. Cavennaugh couldn't see how toxic and dangerous was the situation they were placing her only child in. Instead of encouraging her to go out and find love, they are pushing her into a life of sorrow and abuse. “Have a seat, Ms. Alves… he was the same doctor who cared for her the last time…” I sat and decided not to correct him about my change of status. For the time being, I didn't find it relevan