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Chapter 20: What She Left Behind

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Lyra POV

Martin arrived at ten in the morning.

I heard the car before I saw him, the sound of tires on the drive pulling me away from the window where I had been standing with a cup of coffee gone cold in my hand. I had been awake since six. I wasn't sure I had actually slept before that, not properly, not the kind of sleep that restores anything. I had lain in the dark of the room Alexander had shown me to and stared at the ceiling and thought about my mother's fingers moving in her sleep. Th
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