CHAPTER 219: Bonds

LYRA

My head aches from all that he has to say and I can barely process the words coming out of his mouth. The drive seems forever.

“I don't understand. I don't remember anything. You're telling me that she did the entire time I was alive, but I cannot?”

“It must've been different. She was living through you and I don't think you're living through her,” he says, and it makes sense, in a way.

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