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**Lyra POV**

"Father?"

I was stunned. A million questions continued going through my head like a cheetah trying to catch its prey in a thunderstorm.

*What? How? Why? When?*

My Father. He was dead. I mourned him. The men in black came to the house and told my Aunt. I watched her collapse on the ground in sorrow; I heard her screams of pain.

She hugged me on the floor for hours until I fell asleep