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💔Shayla Broken: The Day She Caught Iman & Delicia Sharing a Private Moment 😱

💔 “The Day She Caught Them” — Long Conversation Scene

Scene: Shayla walks into her apartment early, the door clicking shut behind her. She hears hushed voices in the living room. She takes a few steps and freezes—Iman and Delicia are sitting close together on the couch, whispering.

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Shayla:

…What’s going on here?

Iman:

Shayla—hey. You’re home early.

Delicia:

(stands up quickly) Shayla, it’s not what it looks like.

Shayla:

Really? Because from here it looks exactly like the two of you were in the middle of something you didn’t want me to see.

Iman:

We were just talking. That’s all.

Shayla:

Talking?
You two looked real comfortable for “just talking.”

Delicia:

(shakily) We didn’t mean for it to come off that way.

Shayla:

Then what way did you mean for it to come off?

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Iman sighs, rubbing his forehead. Delicia glances between them like she wants to disappear.

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Iman:

Okay. Look. We were talking about… you.

Shayla:

(eyes narrow) About me?
Behind my back?

Delicia:

It wasn’t like that. I was telling him that you’ve been stressed lately. I was trying to help.

Shayla:

By sitting on the couch with my boyfriend like you’re auditioning to replace me?

Delicia:

What? No! Shayla, I would never do that.

Iman:

Shayla, you know I wouldn’t cross that line.

Shayla:

I thought I knew. But what I walked in on… didn’t feel innocent.

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A long, tense silence settles. Delicia wrings her hands. Iman steps toward Shayla, but she steps back.

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Iman:

I swear nothing happened.
We were just talking about how to support you. You’ve been carrying everything alone. I asked Delicia for advice because she knows you well.

Shayla:

(scoffs) So she knows me better than I do?
Better than you do?

Iman:

No. I just… I didn’t know how to approach you. I thought she could help me not screw things up.

Delicia:

Shayla, please. I would never betray you like that.

Shayla:

Then why didn’t either of you tell me? Why hide it?

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Delicia tears up. Iman looks guilty but determined.

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Iman:

Because I didn’t want you to think exactly what you’re thinking right now.

Shayla:

Too late.

Delicia:

If you want me to leave, I’ll go.

Shayla:

I want the truth. Both of you.
No sugarcoating. No protecting my feelings.

Iman:

The truth is—we messed up by keeping it secret. Not the conversation itself.
I swear on everything, that’s all it was.

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Shayla crosses her arms, the betrayal still burning under her skin.

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Shayla:

I need time.
I need space.
Because right now, looking at either of you hurts.

Delicia:

I’m so sorry, Shayla. Truly.

Iman:

I’ll give you whatever you need. But please… don’t walk away thinking I’d ever choose anyone over you.

Shayla:

(sad smile)
Then prove it.
Both of you.

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Scene fades as Shayla walks to her room, closing the door softly behind her while Delicia and Iman stand silently in the living room, shaken.

Shayla sits on the edge of her bed, breathing slowly. After a long moment, she wipes her eyes and stands. She opens the door just enough to speak.

Shayla:

“I’m not sure what happens next… but I’m willing to talk tomorrow.”

Iman nods, relieved.

Iman:

“Tomorrow. Whatever you need.”

Delicia quietly grabs her things.

Delicia:

“I’ll give you space. I’m sorry, Shayla.”

Shayla says nothing—just closes the door gently.
The apartment falls silent, each of them wondering if this was the moment that changed everything.

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