🔥 Shayla's Final Warning: “If I See Amber With You Again, I’m Done!”
🔥 Shayla's Final Warning: “If I See Amber With You Again, I’m Done!”
🏠 The Calm Before the Storm
It had been a quiet morning in Anthony and Shayla's apartment. The coffee pot gurgled in the kitchen, the soft sound of cartoons played from the living room where Kai was eating cereal, and Shayla was folding laundry on the couch. Anthony, however, sat tensely by the window, glued to his phone. Something wasn’t right. He had been unusually quiet all weekend. Shayla noticed — she always did.
She finally asked, “Anthony, what’s going on with you?”
Anthony looked up, startled. “Nothing. Just tired.”
But Shayla could feel it — the distance was creeping in again.
📱 A Photo That Changed Everything
Later that afternoon, Shayla’s friend, Tasha, sent her a photo over text. It showed Anthony standing near Amber at the corner of 8th and Main, near the coffee shop they all used to hang out at. Amber looked like she was laughing, leaning toward Anthony, who didn’t look like he was trying to stop her.
Shayla’s chest tightened. Rage. Hurt. Disbelief.
She stared at the photo for a few seconds too long before she stormed out of the room.
🚪 The Confrontation Begins
Anthony was sitting on the patio when Shayla marched outside, phone in hand.
“You said you were going to your cousin’s house,” she snapped, holding up the photo. “You forgot to tell me Amber was your cousin now?”
Anthony stood up. “Shayla, it’s not what it looks like—”
“It never is!” she interrupted. “But it always ends up being exactly what I thought.”
Anthony’s face darkened with frustration. “She just bumped into me. We didn’t even talk long. I didn’t plan it.”
“Doesn’t matter if it was planned,” Shayla shot back. “I told you I’m not okay with her. And you still went near her.”
💔 The Breaking Point
Tears welled up in Shayla’s eyes, but her voice remained strong. “I have put up with too much, Anthony. I have stood by you through your lies, through your mess with Amber, through the silent nights and fake apologies. But this is it.”
Anthony stepped forward. “You’re overreacting.”
Shayla laughed bitterly. “Overreacting? No. I’m drawing the line. And listen to me very carefully, Anthony…”
She paused and looked him dead in the eye.
“If I ever see Amber with you again — even for a second — I’m done. No more chances. No more talks. I will pack up my things, take Kai, and you’ll never see us again unless it's through lawyers.”
🧊 Anthony's Cold Silence
Anthony looked stunned. “You don’t mean that.”
Shayla crossed her arms. “Try me.”
The silence that followed was heavy. Anthony didn’t speak. He didn’t deny it. And Shayla noticed that.
Her voice dropped to a whisper, trembling, “Do you still love her?”
He looked away.
And that answer was enough.
🧳 Shayla’s Stand
That night, Shayla didn’t sleep. She stayed up, packing a bag for herself and Kai. Just in case.
Anthony said nothing. He sat in the dark living room, phone turned face down on the coffee table, guilt etched into every part of his posture.
But Shayla wasn’t bluffing anymore. She had drawn her line. And if Amber crossed it again, so would she — right out of his life.
🔚 Conclusion: One More Chance, But the Last One
The next morning, Anthony offered her breakfast, but Shayla declined. Her bag remained in the hallway — a quiet reminder of how close everything was to falling apart.
He had one last chance.
But if he let Amber in again…
Shayla would be gone. For good.
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