Meanwhile, outside the police station, Lilah stood among a sea of anxious fans, all peering eagerly at the doors.

Murmurs filled the air as one voice rose above the rest, laden with anticipation. "Why hasn't she come out yet?"

"There she is!"

"It must be Effie!"

“Effie, I'm so sorry!"

In perfect synchronization, the fans all apologized to Effie.

Effie was overwhelmed by the sudden wave of attention.

Confined to the police station for what felt like an eternity, she knew nothing about the recent discussions online and had braced herself for public scorn. This unexpected display of support caught her off guard.

Her eyes, shimmering with unshed tears, mirrored the vulnerability of a wounded rabbit.

"Thank you all for believing in me," Effie choked out, taking a deep breath before bowing deeply. “It means the world that you haven't given up on me."

A wave of guilt washed over the crowd, reflected in the downcast eyes of many fans.

"Don't worry, everything's fine now."

Lilah stepped forward, speaking on behalf of many fans.

She squeezed Effie's shoulder, and Effie clung to her in a grateful embrace.

"Thank you," Effie murmured, her voice barely a whisper.

She knew, with unshakeable certainty, that Lilah was her savior.

"Get some rest," Lilah said gently. "I'll handle things from here."

"Okay."

Effie nodded, her eyes lingering on the crowd.

"Thank you all. I need some time to recover, but I'll hold a press conference soon to explain everything. Please continue to support me."

A wave of cheers erupted. "We'll be there!"

"Don't go easy on Tess, Effie! She's a lying snake!"

"I understand."

Effie offered a determined nod. While revenge wasn't her motive, she wouldn't tolerate being framed.