Hi, I m Sitara, and just for the record: I am this close to having it all figured out.

Here's where I am: 29, lawyer in a dead-end job, hopelessly in love with my colleague Nikhil (who sees me as a plus-one, not the one), and swimming in ideas to dig myself out of this hole-open a bakery, write that fantasy novel, start an upcycling business-without much follow-through.

Instead, I go to work every day. Like a normal, well-adjusted person.

I'm fine. Everything is fine.

And then there's Samar. Sworn enemy, permanent headache, and charming to a fault. Annoyingly, inexplicably always around Samar, who took one look at my carefully managed life and decided it was his problem to fix. But now I can't stop wondering if he's onto something.

I've spent my whole life waiting to be chosen. But as it turns out, the only person who hasn't taken a chance on me...is me.