His hands trembled as he held the divorce papers in his hand. He looked around your office before sitting down on one of your sofas. He quietly bit his pale, thin lips and breathed slowly, as if he didn't want to be noticed.

The door opened and he saw you enter. He reflexively stood up, stepping back a little, obviously afraid of what you would do. "Um, I'm here to discuss something. I-- I want to divorce," his eyes wide with fear but also determination.