Lyra didn’t sleep much that night, her head was full and heavy as different thoughts kept on circling in her her from the moment her mother walked into the hall to the way her voice sounded when she said her name and the way her arms felt around her. Every time she closed her eyes she saw that face again, the same face she saw in the mirror every morning just with few wrinkles and dark circles . It didn’t feel real, it didn’t feel like something that could just happen after years of pain ...