S.. BREAKING 🚨 Amber and Delicia are plotting against Shayla, each with their own dangerous plan Full Story BELOW 👇

 “Amber and Delicia are plotting against Shayla, each with their own dangerous plan — to either drive her insane or frame her in a drug case. Their revenge is coming, and Shayla won’t see it coming.


INT. ANTHONY’S HOUSE – EVENING

Soft yellow lights. A quiet, heavy atmosphere.


AMBER stands near the window, arms crossed, watching Anthony pace the room. There is frustration on his face, but confusion in his eyes

AMBER

(softly, pretending to care)

Anthony… you’re not seeing it. Shayla is slipping. Iman has her completely distracted. Kai needs stability. He needs parents who are present.


Anthony stops pacing. He doesn’t answer — his heart still leans toward Shayla no matter what.


AMBER

(pressing deeper)

You know the court won’t ignore evidence. Shayla smokes, she drinks… and with Delicia around? That’s a bad environment for a child.


Anthony’s jaw tightens. Amber sees her words hitting.


AMBER

(gently touching his arm)

I’m not saying this because I hate her. I’m saying this because you love your son. And Kai deserves better.


He pulls his arm away — not forcefully, but emotionally distant.


ANTHONY

(frustrated)

Shayla’s not a bad mother. She just… makes bad decisions sometimes.


Amber smiles—too quickly. She knows this is her opening.


AMBER

Exactly. And sometimes bad decisions take children away forever.


Anthony looks back at her sharply.


INT. SHAYLA’S APARTMENT – NIGHT

Music plays faintly. Shayla, Iman, and Delicia sit together. Shayla seems happy, unaware of the storm waiting outside.


Delicia watches Shayla with a strange calm — a secret anger behind her eyes.


SHAYLA

(laughing, carefree)

Finally, I feel like life is settling down. You both don’t know how much I needed this peace.


Delicia forces a small smile.

She sips her drink, thinking.


DELICIA

Peace is… temporary, Shayla. You never know who’s planning what.


Shayla doesn’t catch the meaning.

Iman does. He stares at Delicia suspiciously.


IMAN

(firm)

Delicia… what’s that supposed to mean?


Delicia shrugs, smiles sweetly — the kind of smile that hides knives.


DELICIA

Oh, nothing. Just saying… people remember how they were treated. Even if years pass.


Shayla goes silent for a moment… nervous.


SHAYLA

You’re not talking about me… right?


Delicia looks straight into Shayla’s eyes.


DELICIA

(smiling)

We’ll see.


Shayla shifts uncomfortably.


INT. AMBER’S ROOM – LATE NIGHT

Amber sits on her bed with her laptop glowing in the dark.

She scrolls through edited photos, messages, and screenshots.


A digital file labeled:

“SHAYLA — PROOF FOR COURT”


Amber clicks it open.


Inside:

— Photos of Shayla holding a drink

— Shayla smoking

— A cut clip of Shayla partying with Delicia

— Screenshots taken out of context


Amber whispers to herself:


AMBER

You ruined my life once, Shayla.

Now I’ll take yours.


She uploads the evidence to a folder shared with Anthony AND a private investigator.


A notification pops up:

Upload Complete


Amber leans back, satisfied — cold and dangerous.


INT. ANTHONY’S HOUSE – LIVING ROOM – LATE NIGHT

Anthony sits alone.

He opens the shared folder Amber sent — his hands shaking.


He sees the images.


His face FALLS.


ANTHONY

(whispering)

Shayla… what are you doing?


Amber appears silently behind him.


AMBER

(soft, innocent tone)

I didn’t want to show you… but the court will.

Better you see first.


Anthony shuts the laptop, stands abruptly.


ANTHONY

This isn’t…

(fighting himself)

She wouldn’t put Kai in danger.


Amber steps closer. Too close.


AMBER

That’s what every parent says… until the judge takes their child away.


Anthony looks devastated — broken between love and fear.


Amber touches his hand gently.


AMBER

Let me help you.

Let us help Kai.


Anthony does not pull away.


Amber smirks — victory starting.


EXT. SHAYLA’S APARTMENT – NEXT MORNING

A black SUV watches quietly from across the street.

Inside: the private investigator hired by Amber.


Camera pointed at Shayla’s door.


PI

(whispers into recorder)

Target leaving with Delicia.

Not with the child.


He snaps photos.


INT. COFFEE SHOP – MORNING

Shayla sits with Iman. She looks stressed now.


SHAYLA

Everything feels… wrong. Amber hasn’t bothered me in weeks.

And Delicia… her vibe is off.


Iman leans forward, concerned.


IMAN

Babe, you need to be careful.

Delicia’s jealous of how you treated her before.

Amber? She’s desperate.

And Anthony… he listens to anyone who mentions your name.


Shayla rubs her forehead.


SHAYLA

Why does everyone want to hurt me?


Iman reaches for her hand.


IMAN

Because you’re finally happy.


INT. AMBER’S HOUSE – SAME TIME

Amber sits with Anthony. Court papers are on the table.


AMBER

If we file today, the judge will order temporary custody.

Kai stays with us until the investigation ends.


Anthony hesitates — breathing heavy.


ANTHONY

I don’t want to take her child away…


Amber cups his face with fake softness.


AMBER

You’re not.

You’re protecting him.


Anthony exhaled shakily.


He signs the first document.


Amber’s smile widens — pure evil satisfaction.


INT. SHAYLA’S APARTMENT – LATER

Shayla enters, humming softly…


The moment she steps inside —

She freezes.


Her drawers are open.

Her clothes disturbed.

Someone searched her things.


Iman rushes in behind her.


IMAN

What happened?!


Shayla picks up a small plastic bag from the floor — filled with white powder.


Her eyes WIDEN in horror.


SHAYLA

(screaming)

This is NOT mine! I don’t do drugs!


Iman looks stunned.


IMAN

Baby… someone is setting you up.


Suddenly — a loud knock.


KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!


Police voices outside:


POLICE (O.S.)

Shayla Brown?

We have a warrant to search the residence.


Shayla’s face drains of color.


Iman pulls her behind him protectively.


IMAN

(to Shayla, whispering)

Amber. It’s Amber. She planted this.


Shayla shakes uncontrollably.


SHAYLA

She’s taking my son away…

She’s going to destroy me.


The police knock again — louder, demanding.


POLICE (O.S.)

Open the door!

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