As Arya grew, Ned found it harder and harder to look her in the eye.
Her features grew more like Lyanna's by the day which stung every time she met his eye. It was like being hit wave after wave with memories that he could not bear to revisit.
His darling, sweet sister Lyanna was alive in his daughter Arya.
The ever darkening hair and pointed grey eyes were becoming too painful a reminder. It took Catelyn to remind him that though Arya looked exactly like Lyanna, she was her own person.
She was fiercer than Lyanna had ever been.