Dhrisha stepped into the lawyer's office, her heart pounding. The air inside felt heavy, charged with the weight of the decision she was about to make. Shriyansh was already there, seated with a stern expression on his face. He barely acknowledged her as she entered, his eyes fixed on the papers before him.

The lawyer, a middle-aged man with a serious demeanor, looked up from his desk as Dhrisha took her seat. He adjusted his glasses, glancing between the two of them. "Aap dono sach mein annulment karna chahte hai?" he asked, his voice calm but probing.