Anthony Hears Iman Confessing His Feelings to Shayla! 🔥
[Scene: Shayla’s living room. Shayla is folding baby clothes while Iman stands near the doorway, fidgeting nervously. Anthony is outside in the hall, about to walk in, but neither Shayla nor Iman knows.]
Iman: (voice low, almost trembling) Shayla… I’ve been holding this in too long. I can’t fake it anymore.
Shayla: (looks up, surprised) Holding what in? Iman, what are you talking about?
Iman: (steps closer) My feelings for you. Every time I see you, I feel something. And the way you smile, the way you move… Shayla, I can’t hide it anymore. I want you.
Shayla: (shocked, shaking her head) Iman… stop. You can’t just say that. You know my situation. Anthony and I—
Iman: (interrupts) I don’t care about Anthony! I know he’s Kai’s father, I know you’ve built something with him. But Shayla, tell me you don’t feel this pull between us. Tell me you’ve never thought about me the way I think about you.
[At this moment, Anthony walks in quietly, freezes at the door. He hears every word.]
Shayla: (voice cracking) Iman, this is wrong. You shouldn’t be saying this.
Iman: (desperate) Wrong? Or real? Maybe I’m the one who can give you what you’re missing. Maybe I’m the one who sees you for who you really are.
Anthony: (steps forward, voice low but thunderous) …What did you just say?
[Shayla spins around, eyes wide. Iman stiffens, his face draining of color.]
Iman: (swallows hard) Anthony… look, man, you weren’t supposed to hear that—
Anthony: (cuts him off, anger rising) Oh, I heard every word. You standing in my house, confessing to my woman? To the mother of my son? You lost your damn mind, Iman!
Shayla: (nervously) Anthony, please—just calm down, let me explain—
Anthony: (to Shayla, hurt) Explain? What is there to explain, Shayla? He’s standing here telling you he wants you. And you didn’t shut it down fast enough for me.
Shayla: (tears forming) I didn’t want it to escalate, Anthony. I was trying—
Iman: (boldly, trying to stand his ground) I said what I felt because it’s the truth. You can hate me for it, Anthony, but at least I’m real. Shayla deserves to hear how valuable she is—
Anthony: (snaps, pointing at him) Valuable? Don’t you ever disrespect me like that again! You want to talk about real? Real is being here every day for her and Kai. Real is fighting for this family, not sneaking around with confessions like a coward.
[Shayla steps between them, crying.]
Shayla: Stop it! Both of you! This is not the way. Iman, you need to leave. And Anthony, please… please don’t let this tear us apart.
[Iman glares at Anthony, then looks at Shayla one last time, regret in his eyes. He storms out. Anthony stands, breathing hard, staring at Shayla, the silence heavier than words.]
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