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Orla POV Teddy got the call from Agent Whitmore, and I sighed. Somehow, they managed to trick Maeve and Georgette into believing my father had a fatal accident and that he was no longer with us. Despite being aware that it was a ruse, my heart ached, and I cried real tears at the idea of losing my first love in life, my hero, my dad. Teddy chuckled and sighed, “You know it is not real, right? That your father is somewhere having the time of his life…” He wrapped his arms around me, and I nodded to his shirt, smudging my tears and snot at it… “Ew, Muñeca…” He chuckled, and I laughed, “And that is what you get for laughing at my fake pain, Mister…” I sassed him, and he laughed, completely losing it. We were laughing when my phone rang. I checked the screen, and immediately, my ha