Chapter 111

Lyra's p.o.v

My throat was dry, my heart was beating rapidly and I was feeling hot.

"Babe." Gael called softly.

I turned and looked at him seriously.

We were standing in our bedroom, close to our bed.

"How?" I asked in a cracked voice.

Everything felt so unreal and so sudden.

"What do you mean by how?" He asked calmly.

Why was he so calm after what Maeve had said in front of everyone.

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