A mesmerizing debut novel set in a tightly knit Pakistani American community where a young doctor gets an unexpected second chance with the first love she never got over when he becomes one of the most eligible bachelors in town. The Ibrahim family is facing a crucial moment: Their patriarch just lost his fortune as the result of a Ponzi scheme, and the family is picking up the pieces. At the family’s core is Asma—successful doctor and the long-suffering middle daughter who stepped into the family center after the death of her beloved mother years ago. Despite what the prying aunties think, Asma is living the life she has always wanted, fulfilling her childhood dream of becoming a doctor . . . or so she thinks. In walks Farooq Waheed, Asma’s college sweetheart whose proposal was cruelly rejected by Asma’s aunt and father. Now, eight years later, Farooq has made his fortune by selling his Silicon Valley startup and is widely considered one of the most eligible bachelors in California. As he enters Asma’s social orbit, she finds herself navigating a tricky landscape—her pushy sisters, gossiping aunties, and her father’s expectations—on her path to reconciling the past and winning Farooq back in the present. If there is still time.  Yours, Eventually is a story about a young woman finding the courage to follow her heart and coming to the realization that living your life according to what other people think is no life at all. Praise for Yours, Eventually "Swoon-worthy." — People "Maznavi’s Pakistani-American Muslim-centered romance pleasingly updates Jane Austen’s 'Persuasion' for the 21st century." — The Washington Post “A smart and swoon-worthy novel” — Marie Claire "Yours, Eventually is a fresh take on love and self-discovery within a tight-knit Pakistani American community." — Gold House "You should read this book if you like: Romance, complicated but loving Pakistani American families, diligent young physicians, Silicon Valley entrepreneurs, first loves, second chances, prying aunties, debut novels." — Goodreads "I LOVE this book! Nura Maznavi knocks it out of the park with her debut novel Yours, Eventually , a swoony, romantic, un-put-downable homage to Jane Austen’s classic Persuasion, set in a Muslim American family. I was enthralled by serious, bookish Asma Ibrahim’s courageous journey towards acceptance and self-love, and cheered along while her love story with Captain Wentworth—I mean Farooq Waheed—deliciously unspooled. A delight, from the first page to the last! I can’t wait to see what Maznavi comes up with next!" —Uzma Jalaluddin, author of Ayesha at Last and Much Ado About Nada “Yours, Eventually by Nura Maznavi is a sharp, hilarious, and unapologetically real take on love, legacy, and getting what you truly want—despite what your aunties say. . . . Sizzling with romance, crackling with wit, and layered with rich cultural details, this dazzling story asks: what if the real glow-up was the love you walked away from?” —Nikki Payne, author of Sex, Lies and Sensibility “When the old-fashioned romantic hopes of a modern woman collide with the cultural pressures of her Pakistani American community, the result is a thoroughly entertaining story that had me hooked until the end.” —Shilpi Somaya Gowda, New York Times bestselling author of A Great Country Nura Maznavi  is a writer, lawyer, and the editor of the groundbreaking anthologies  Love, InshAllah: The Secret Love Lives of American Muslim Women  and  Salaam, Love: American Muslim Men on Love, Sex & Intimacy. She lives in Southern California with her husband and three children. ONE The Qawwali singer hit the note, then held it. He sang for so long that the audience stopped breathing. Finally, he inhaled. Murmurs rose from the crowd, murmurs that turned into cheers as he started up again, this time accompanied by the twelve-piece ensemble sitting on the floor around him on a stage adorned with swaths of silver and gold fabric. On cue-or perhaps because of the enthusiasm of the musicians and the vibrato of the singer-the tiny white lights inside the lanterns strung from one end of the stage to the other began to flicker. Asma barely noticed the lights. Or how the guests packed into the backyard of her family's Palo Alto McMansion had already lost interest in the musicians. They had turned their attention back to their plates piled high with fried appetizers swimming in pools of green and red chutney. Aunties gossiped about the latest engagements and other people's children while uncles debated foreign policy and conspiracy theories. Asma couldn't take her eyes off her phone. Her older sister, Iman, had scheduled this party without checking the dates with her first, and Asma was on call for the hospital tonight. But instead of being an inconvenience, the prospect of being called away to work was a potential relief. Though she had grown up surrounded by this kind of money, and all the glitz, drama,