“You must annul this marriage! Immediately!” we shout at the same time as the boss.
I—quietly, stuttering, almost crying—he—sternly and without any room for discussion. As a fact.
“Do you want to get divorced?” the clerk asks, lifting a painted eyebrow and looking at us sideways.
“Yes!”
“No!”
This time we answer out of sync.
We glance at each other.
“There should be no divorce. The marriage has to be annulled—declared invalid,” the man explains, nervously adjusting the collar of his spotless white shirt.
We signed a marriage certificate with my fiancé’s brother by mistake, and I’m ready to file for divorce right now.
But for some reason the man is against it—and proposes that I leave everything as it is, and forget about the divorce…