Tanvi scrolled through her phone in bed, watching a former classmate's engagement photos, another friend's promotion announcement, a stranger's perfectly organised morning routine — all before she'd even gotten out from under the covers.

By the time she sat up, she already felt like she was losing some invisible race she hadn't agreed to enter. Her own life — messy apartment, uncertain job, single at twenty-eight — felt like a rough draft next to everyone else's finished chapters.