Will is still on the phone to his barrister, trying to find out if the court will let him testify again. He needs to. After speaking to Tim last night, he realized he can’t keep running from this. Jette warns him that Adam won’t go easy on him, but Will insists he’s not scared.
When his brief confirms he’ll get another chance to speak, Will agrees without hesitation. He tells his dad he wants to do it. At the hotel, there’s a knock. It’s his dad, bringing magazines.
Will is still angry—not just about the trial, but about everyone lying to him. He mentions Leon was supposed to visit but never showed. His dad offers to call her, hoping she can come. Will says she’d better have a good excuse.
In the hotel room, a couple is enjoying the perks—spa, room service, champagne. She asks if this is all just to impress her. He says maybe. She admits it’s working.
They’re both feeling relaxed for the first time in ages. She says whatever happens, they’re proud of him for doing this. He says he shouldn’t have lied in the first place. She tells him not to be daft—he was scared.
There’s nothing to be ashamed of. Suddenly, there’s a knock. It’s someone there to show support—her day off. She thanks her and mentions Will had a word with her.
She asks what she said to change his mind. She says Will did all the talking—the penny dropped when he heard all the lies Megan told about him and his family. She hopes it’s enough to put her away. In the courtroom, the judge announces the Crown’s application to reopen the case has been allowed.
Will takes the stand. Miss Lambert refers to his original AB interview, where he denied the relationship. Now he admits it was sexual. He explains Megan threatened him—said if he told anyone, she’d lose her job and go to prison, and she’d split up with him.
She made him lie. Adam cross-examines. He points out Will lied under oath before. Why should anyone believe him now?
Will says he doesn’t have to protect her anymore. What she did was so much worse. She groomed him and abused him. And that is the truth.
She’s never going to change, and someone needs to stop her before she does it again. Afterward, back at the hotel, the couple is feeling peckish. They joke about calling room service again. Then her phone rings—or would have, if it weren’t on silent.
She realizes he muted it while she was in the bathroom. He didn’t want to mess up their good time. But the call was from Toya, about Sam. She’s furious.
He says he never would have done it if he’d known. She tells him he doesn’t get to screen her calls or tell her what to do. He leaves. Will’s family surrounds him.
They tell him he told the truth. He worries he’s left it too late—what if the jury doesn’t believe him? They say they believe him. The jury will too.
Later, someone asks if she’s read anything more about the trip. She says nothing. Plans for the pub, gossiping, a microwave meal, white wine. She wonders where all her hopes and dreams went.
A man shows up at the café, taking her out for dinner. She protests—she’s up to her eyes. He insists, says she’s clocking off now. She goes along.
He says it was partly down to his brother David, who’s worried about her. She’s been acting strange, weird around Joda. She snaps—she’s been through a lot, and the last thing she needs is them picking at her head and whispering behind her back. At the hospital, Sam’s nurse and psychiatrist are trying to talk to him.
His family gets a text from Leanne—she was supposed to be there. They find out she was shacked up in a hotel room with that creep Idris, which is why she forgot to visit Sam. The psychiatrist says they were hoping to release Sam before the end of the week, but given what’s happened, it’s best to delay that. Sam overhears.
He doesn’t want to stay there like a prisoner. He’s going to get out, whatever anyone says. Will’s testimony hits home. His family tells him he did great—stood up and told the truth.
Now it’s up to the jury. They reassure him they can’t let her get away with it. Not after what she did. Outside, Megan corners Will.
She tells him she’s not intimidated. He’s a pathetic little boy, just like the first time she met him. She only gave him the time of day because she felt sorry for him. But not anymore.
After what he did today, he’s finished. There’s no way the jury will find her guilty. She warns him to watch his back. Will stands there, watching her walk away.
The trial is over. The verdict is out of his hands now.
