Jay-Jay's POV
Warehouse footage dropped like a bomb at dawn. Denzel's edit hit every platform — Mama's fake tears, Curtis waving bogus papers, Kaizer's creepy leer all in sharp 4K. By breakfast, #JusticeForJayJay topped trends worldwide, millions cheering "She's free!" Hate DMs flipped to support floods: hearts, prayers, "Slay queen!" from strangers.
Section E HQ turned carnival. Rakki leaped tables yelling "We won!", Felix cracked open beers at 9 AM sharp, Calix high-fived Edrix till palms stung. Angelo's lawyers swarmed courts — defamation suits filed, harassment charges pending, fraud probes launched. Curtis bolted for Manila amid airport scrambles, Mama's accounts got nuked for violations, Kaizer snagged on old US warrants.
Serina called mid-morning, voice breaking happy: "Anak, you shone! My heart bursts pride." Aunty Gemma showed with steaming adobo pots, hugging fierce: "Doubted once, never again. Real family's here." Keifer tugged me to the rooftop, sun piercing clouds over London sprawl. "Drama dust. Just us now." His bracelet flashed, echoing my steady pulse. Section E whoops rose below. Peace wrapped warm, real. Victory tasted sweet.