Chapter 11 – The Weight of ChoicesThe evening arrived in Mumbai with a heaviness Suhani could not explain.The sky had darkened earlier than usual, clouds gathering without promise of rain, as if the city itself was holding something back. She sat by the window of the café, fingers wrapped tightly around a cup of untouched coffee, listening to a man speak across the table—listening, yet not hearing.He was everything she had been told she should want.Confident. Well-spoken. Successful. Clear about his expectations, clear about his future, clear about marriage as a timeline rather than a feeling.“I believe compatibility grows with