Mia's POV:

My blood ran cold. I gripped the phone tightly in my hand. “Who?” I asked, barely registering my voice. “Who killed who?”

“Zayn,” she choked out, sobbing. “Zayn killed him. Zayn killed our father.”

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I brought Talia to our house the moment dawn came. I spoke to her over the phone for an hour, trying to get all the details of what had happened. I placed it in my living room while talking to her. But, Talia didn't know much.

She only knew that Zayn had ...