Meher's world didn't wait.
A formal letter arrived.
Invitation to officially join a preliminary advisory panel.
Her mother didn't bring it to her.
The company did.
Meher held the envelope like it could hear her.
Later that night, she placed it on Ananya's desk.
"They're ready to give me a seat," she said. "Not control. A seat."
Ananya looked at it. "Is that enough?"
Meher exhaled. "It's an entrance."
She tore it open.
Not eagerly.
Deliberately.
"I won't inherit quietly," she said. "I'll enter loudly."