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Teddy POV Becky and Ez invited all of us to dinner at their place. Orla was still recovering but was super excited about having a social gathering. I am sure she gets bored at home, especially when I don't allow her to go near the stove. I don't want her sutures or her bandages to get sweaty and dirty; that could cause an infection, and we don't want that. She dressed in a cute, loose-off-the-shoulder white top and jeans. She had to wear sneakers because I would not allow her to walk around in heels while recovering. Yeah, I am a pain in the ass, but I am sure as hell I will do anything to have her completely recovered as soon as possible. We arrived at their place, and I helped my wife to step out of my car. She still has pain, and she moves slower than usual. Of course, I wished sh