That day…
After the confrontation with Rina, Keifer took Jay to his home.
Not hiding. Not sneaking.
Just… bringing her into the space that had felt cold and heavy for so long.
And something shifted.
Serina noticed first.
Jay walked into the living room, her presence soft but undeniable, and Serina's eyes softened too.
The way she looked at Jay now… there was acceptance.
Warmth.
Care.
"Jay, would you like some tea?" Serina asked, her voice lighter than it had been in months.
Jay nodded, smiling faintly. "Yes, please."
Keizer, who had been distant for weeks, suddenly stepped closer too.
He joked softly with Jay, asked about her day, and even pulled her into the conversation with a laugh that felt genuine.
It was like the house had remembered how to breathe.
Keifer watched quietly, a small, almost relieved smile tugging at his lips.
For the first time in months…
Home felt like home again.
The tension that had built after the breakup seemed to dissolve slowly.
Serina and Keizer no longer ignored him.
But more importantly…
They no longer ignored her.
They cared for Jay.
They asked about her.
They laughed with her.
They included her.
And Jay… she relaxed for the first time in months.
Because the walls of disapproval, the coldness, the weight of judgment…
had lifted.
Keifer felt it too.
The house wasn't just his home again.
It was their home.
And in that quiet, warm evening, with Serina handing Jay a cup of tea and Keizer teasing her about spilling it…
Keifer realized something simple and profound:
Happiness in a house doesn't just return with people.
It returns with the right people.
And now…
Jay was finally home.