As Abhira stepped onto the stage, a stunned silence fell over the crowd.

 The lights shone brightly, illuminating her radiant smile as she accepted the coveted award. The inscription on the trophy gleamed in the light:

 "The Best Lawyer of the Year Award goes to Abhira Sharma." Abhira's eyes sparkled with tears as she gazed out at the sea of faces before her, her heart swelling with gratitude and humility. 

She took a deep breath, her voice filled with emotion as she began to speak. "I am truly humbled to be receiving this award tonight," she said, her voice trembling.

 "It is an honor to be recognized by my peers and the legal community, and I am grateful for the trust and confidence that my clients have placed in me." 

Abhira paused, collecting her thoughts as she scanned the crowd, her eyes locking onto Armaan and Abhir, who were seated in the front row, beaming with pride.

"This award doesn't belong to me alone," Abhira continued, her voice filled with conviction.

 "It belongs to the two people who have always supported me, encouraged me, and pushed me to be my best self. My husband, Armaan Poddar, and my brother, Abhir Birla, have been my rock, my guiding light, and my safe haven. Without them, I wouldn't be standing here today, accepting this award." The crowd erupted into applause as Abhira's words touched their hearts, and Armaan and Abhir rose to their feet, their faces shining with pride and happiness. 

Abhira's voice grew stronger, more confident, as she continued to speak. "I want to thank them for their unwavering support, for their love, and for their encouragement. This award is not just a recognition of my own hard work, but also a testament to the power of love, family, and relationships in our lives. It reminds us that we are not alone in our journey, that we have people who believe in us, who support us, and who encourage us to be our best selves." As Abhira finished speaking, the crowd gave her a standing ovation, cheering and whistling as she held her award aloft, a beaming smile on her face.

Armaan and Abhir rushed onto the stage, embracing Abhira in a tight hug, as the three of them basked in the glory of Abhira's well-deserved award. 

They stood together, a united front, as the crowd continued to applaud, their love and support for each other shining brightly for all to see. 

In that moment, Abhira knew that she had truly found her place in the world, surrounded by the people she loved, and doing the work that she was passionate about.

A year had passed since Abhira, Armaan, and Abhir had left the opulent city of Udaipur behind, seeking a fresh start in the vibrant metropolis of Mumbai.

 The trio had settled into a cozy apartment overlooking the Arabian Sea, surrounded by the hum of the city. 

They had spent countless hours exploring the city's hidden gems, from the bustling streets of Colaba to the serene beaches of Juhu. 

As they navigated their new life, they had discovered a sense of freedom and joy that they had never experienced before.

Armaan and Abhira had thrown themselves into their law careers, quickly establishing themselves as a formidable team. 

Their law firm, "Abhimaan," had gained a reputation for its unwavering commitment to justice and its unrelenting pursuit of truth. 

They had taken on cases that others had deemed impossible, and had emerged victorious time and time again. 

Their success had not gone unnoticed, and they had become respected figures in Mumbai's legal community.

Meanwhile, Abhir had continued to nurture his passion for music.

 He had joined a local music band, and his soulful voice had quickly become a favorite among Mumbai's music enthusiasts. 

His concerts were always sold out, with fans clamoring to hear him perform. 

Abhir's music had become a source of comfort and inspiration for many, and he had become known as one of the most talented young musicians in the city.

Abhira's emotions swirled in a complex mix of gratitude, relief, and anger. 

She was thankful that she had overheard the conversation between Rohit and Armaan, which had revealed the truth behind Daksh's presence in her life.

It was Rohit's idea, she remembered, to give Daksh to her. A decision that had brought about a profound change in her life, one that had filled her with love, laughter, and a sense of belonging.

But alongside her gratitude, Abhira felt a growing sense of anger towards Rohit. Why had he kept this secret from her? 

Why had he let her believe that Armaan was responsible for bringing Daksh into their lives? 

She felt betrayed by Rohit's silence, and hurt that he had manipulated her emotions without her knowledge or consent.

 "Sign these," Abhir said, his voice firm but laced with a hint of sadness, as he handed Armaan the divorce papers. 

Armaan's hands trembled as he took the papers, his eyes scanning the documents with a mix of resignation and despair.

With a heavy heart, Armaan signed the papers, the scratch of his pen echoing through the silence. Abhir's eyes watched, his expression a mask of stoicism.

But when Abhira's turn came, she surprised everyone. With a fierce determination burning in her eyes, she took the papers from Abhir and, in one swift motion, tore them in half.

The room fell silent, the only sound the rustling of torn paper. Abhir's eyes widened in shock, while Armaan's face lit up with a glimmer of hope. 

Abhira's gaze met Armaan's, and for a moment, time stood still.

Abhira's arms wrapped tightly around Armaan's waist, pulling him into a fierce embrace. Her body shook with sobs, tears streaming down her face as she buried her head in his chest.

Armaan's arms enveloped her, holding her close as he whispered soft words of comfort in her ear. 

His own eyes stung with tears, his heart swelling with emotion as he felt Abhira's anguish pour out. 

The room around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in their own little world of pain and redemption.

 Abhira's sobs slowly subsided, replaced by ragged breaths as she clung to Armaan, her heart heavy with emotion.

In that moment, it was clear that Abhira had made her choice. She had chosen to forgive, to heal, and to move forward – with Armaan by her side.