When silence learned my Name

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(New York, USA) The conference center rose from the Manhattan street like a declaration—steel, glass, certainty. Inside, ambition moved with practiced ease. Badges flashed names and institutions; conversations overlapped in confident arcs; success wore tailored suits and measured smiles. Suhani paused at the entrance, adjusting the strap of her bag, allowing herself a single steadying breath. She had learned the art of arriving without announcing herself. Wealth had taught her restraint early—how attention could become a tax, how expectation could become a cage. She preferred clarity to applause.