Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty One.

Meera pressed the doorbell, stepping back slightly as she waited.

A few seconds later, the door swung open, and standing in front of her was a lanky teenage boy with a mop of messy hair, oversized headphones around his neck, and a look of pure boredom etched on his face.

Until he saw her.

"Hey, S...

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