The live stream didn't stop.
Viewers crossed into the millions.
Meher stood in front of the screen.
Every file… every proof… exposed to the world.
Aarav said quietly,
"It's out of control now."
Reyaan checked the system.
"Not out of control… out of their control."
Suddenly—
A breaking update flashed:
"Investigation ordered against major publishing network."
Meher exhaled slowly.
"It's happening…"
Across the city—
Offices were in chaos.
Calls. Panic. Orders being shouted.
The same man stood in front of his screen.
This time—
His anger was visible.
"Stop her!" he snapped.
Back in the room—
The stream flickered again.
Aarav tensed.
"They're trying again!"
Reyaan typed fast.
"Hold it… almost…"
The screen stabilized.
Meher looked into the camera—
And said her final words:
"The truth can be hidden… but never erased."
Stream ended.
Silence.
The three of them looked at each other.
"It's done…" Aarav said softly.
Reyaan nodded.
"Now it's their turn."
Suddenly—
A loud knock on the door.
All three froze.
Another knock.
Louder.
"Open the door!"
Meher looked at Aarav.
"Police?" she whispered.
Reyaan's voice turned serious.
"Or… someone else."
Outside—
The storm had returned.
Because the end…
Wasn't here yet.