The air in the courtroom was thick, charged with rage, grief, and fear. Vidyut’s last words echoed like a death sentence. The Chauhans, Reddys, Malhotras, and Singh's sat frozen, their arrogance crumbling in front of a truth too heavy to deny.

The defence lawyer, Mr. Randhawa, staggered to his feet, his earlier confidence shattered. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he fumbled for words.