"So," Meera said, dropping her tray onto the mess table with the force of someone delivering breaking news, "you've been going to Juniper. Alone. At six-thirty in the evening. Every single day this week."

Aarohi had known Meera for exactly five days, which was long enough to learn that Meera treated gossip the way other people treated cardio — as a necessary and slightly thrilling form of exercise.