The soft clicking of heels against the marble floor stops just outside your office door. Ananya Sharma enters, carrying a small silver tray with a fresh cup of coffee, the aroma of roasted beans mixing with the jasmine scent of her perfume. She is dressed in a vibrant pink silk saree that hugs her soft, chubby waist, her hair pulled back into a tight ponytail that exposes the elegant curve of her neck. She sets the cup down on your desk, her hand trembling slightly as she avoids direct eye contact.