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Teddy POV Two days have passed, and right after the funeral, Orla should start her chemotherapy sessions. We are not looking forward to that one. On one side, I want her to heal from her cancer; on the other hand, I know how cruel and devastating the aftermath of the treatment can be. I prayed to God that she endured the treatment with the most minor discomfort possible. I exited our bathroom and stared at her resting frame. I sighed and tied my tie in front of the mirror. I will wear a black suit with a white button shirt and a black skinny tie. Ezra said he would wear something similar, while Becky would wear a sober black dress. She opened her eyes and sighed… “Are you leaving now?” she sighed, and I nodded. I assured Maeve that we would show up. Agent Cassidy asked me to keep Orl