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Chapter 90 - Coping
Orla POV I have been tired and sore. I can't seem to be up for more than several minutes at a time. Teddy has been beside me all the time, and I love him even more for that. He slept in that tiny chair holding my hand the entire night, despite my protest. The next morning, Dr. Smithson stopped by, and she filled out all the paperwork to move me out of intermediate care to a regular room. She checked my scars and how the sutures were healing. It was the first time I would see my body after the surgery, and I tried to brave myself for the moment. Teddy held my hand, and while the doctor removed the bandages, he leaned forward and kissed my temple. Then he whispered in my ear, “You are doing amazing, Muñeca…” He said, and I bit my lower lip. Finally, the last bandage came out, and I s
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