Chapter Two Hundred and Thirteen.

Meera stepped out of the auto-rickshaw and handed the fare to the driver. The rumble of traffic faded behind her, but her mind was louder than ever. Ishita’s words kept echoing like a warning bell.

You just drew a war line.”

She sighed, rubbing her temple. Her head throbbed.

“I really need to t...

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