Amber Shakes as Anthony Reveals How It REALLY Happened with Shayla! 😮
Amber: (arms folded, voice low but trembling) Anthony… we’ve been through storms, but tonight I need the truth. No walls, no excuses. How did Shayla happen? How did that night even start?
Anthony: (runs his hands over his face, heavy sigh) Baby, do we gotta do this? We’ve been building, moving forward… I don’t want to drag us back into that dirt.
Amber: (voice sharp now) Drag us back? Anthony, secrets drag us back. Silence drags us back. I want honesty. I need it.
Anthony: (pauses, staring at the floor) You remember that night—the club, me, you, Shayla, Dalen? We ended up back at your condo. You were lit, drunk out your mind, laughing at everything. Dalen took you home, remember?
Amber: (nods slowly) Yeah, I remember being gone. So what happened after?
Anthony: (hesitates, then swallows hard) I got back here. Stumbled into bed. Thought the night was over. Then I hear this knock. It was Shayla. She left your place, came to mine.
Amber: (eyes widening, voice breaking) She what? She left my place to go straight to you?
Anthony: (nods, ashamed) Yeah. She said she couldn’t stay over, said she needed to talk. I was drunk, Amber. My guard wasn’t up. And… things spiraled.
Amber: (voice trembling, hands shaking) Spiraled? Anthony—are you saying she took advantage of you? You were drunk out of your mind!
Anthony: (shakes head, guilt heavy in his voice) Baby, I can’t say that. I’m a man. I made the wrong choice. That’s on me.
Amber: (furious, almost shouting) Don’t you dare do that. Don’t you dare carry all the blame to make her look clean. She knew exactly what she was doing showing up at your door like that.
Anthony: (voice soft, cracking) Maybe she did. But I should’ve sent her away. I didn’t. And that’s something I’ll carry forever.
Amber: (tears brimming, voice shaking) Do you know what it does to me? Thinking about her in your bed? Thinking about you too drunk to even think straight? It makes me sick. I can’t even stand the sound of her name.
Anthony: (steps closer, pleading) Amber, look at me. I hate it too. I’m ashamed every time it crosses my mind. But I want you to know—I take full responsibility. Not her. Not the alcohol. Me.
Amber: (turns away, wiping tears, whispering) I can’t stand her. I can’t stand that she still has that power—hovering over us, haunting us.
Anthony: (grabs her hand gently) She doesn’t have power over us. Not anymore. I love you. That night… it was a mistake. But it’s you I’ve been fighting for, you I’m standing with.
Amber: (snatches hand away, voice trembling with anger and heartbreak) Then prove it, Anthony. Cut her off completely. No calls, no visits, no excuses. If she ever tries to cross that line again—you shut it down.
Anthony: (nodding firmly, eyes locked on hers) Done. Shayla’s not part of us anymore. I promise.
Amber: (through clenched teeth, trembling but resolute) She better not be. Because I swear, Anthony… I won’t survive another betrayal.
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