🚨 “Iman Races Her to the Hospital… But Is This Actually GOOD News?! 😱💔”
🚨 “Iman Races Her to the Hospital… But Is This Actually GOOD News?! 😱💔”
A moment of panic turns into a night of shocking truth, fear, and a twist no one saw coming.
It was supposed to be an ordinary afternoon.
Iman was in the living room, scrolling through her messages when her phone buzzed — a call from Shayla.
Her voice on the other end was weak, trembling.
“Iman… I—I don’t feel right. Something’s wrong.”
“Shayla?” Iman’s heart dropped. “What happened? Where are you?”
There was a pause, followed by a muffled sob.
“I’m home… my stomach—it’s killing me. I can’t—”
The line went silent.
Iman didn’t think twice.
She grabbed her car keys and sprinted out the door.
🚗 The Race Against Time
Rain poured down as she sped through traffic, hands gripping the steering wheel so tight her knuckles turned white.
The storm outside matched the chaos inside her chest.
She couldn’t lose Shayla — not after everything.
Not after the secrets, the heartbreak, the fights that nearly tore them apart.
When she finally reached Shayla’s apartment, the door was slightly open.
“Shayla!” Iman yelled, rushing inside.
She found her on the floor, clutching her stomach, pale and shaking.
“Oh my God,” Iman whispered, dropping to her knees. “Stay with me, okay? I’m getting you to the hospital right now!”
Shayla nodded weakly, tears streaming down her face.
“It hurts… it hurts so bad…”
Iman lifted her up as best as she could, guiding her to the car. The sound of Shayla’s labored breathing filled the small space between them.
Every second felt like an hour.
🏥 The Hospital Rush
The emergency doors flew open the moment Iman pulled in.
Nurses rushed to take Shayla inside as Iman shouted, “She’s in pain — she’s been feeling sick for hours!”
They wheeled her away, and all Iman could do was stand there, heart pounding in her chest.
Minutes dragged into an eternity.
She paced the waiting room, drenched from the rain, praying under her breath.
Finally, a doctor approached.
“Miss… are you family?”
Iman nodded quickly. “Yes, I’m her sister. Please tell me she’s okay!”
The doctor’s face softened.
“She’s stable now. You can see her soon. But before that…”
He paused. “There’s something you need to know.”
Iman froze. “What do you mean?”
😱 The News That Changed Everything
The doctor lowered his voice.
“The pain wasn’t from an illness or injury. It was from stress — extreme emotional strain. But we also discovered something else.”
Iman’s stomach dropped. “What?”
He smiled faintly. “She’s pregnant.”
Iman’s jaw fell open. “P—pregnant? Are you sure?”
“Yes. A few weeks along. The pain was her body’s reaction to exhaustion and anxiety, but the baby is fine.”
For a moment, Iman couldn’t breathe.
Her eyes filled with tears — a mix of shock, relief, and a thousand questions.
Pregnant. Shayla… pregnant?
And then it hit her.
Anthony.
💔 The Emotional Confrontation
When Iman walked into Shayla’s room, she found her lying quietly, staring at the ceiling.
“Hey,” Iman whispered softly.
Shayla turned her head, her eyes glassy. “Did they tell you?”
Iman nodded, pulling a chair closer. “Yeah. They told me.”
A long silence filled the room.
Then, with trembling lips, Shayla whispered, “I didn’t mean for you to find out like this. I didn’t even know for sure myself.”
Iman blinked away tears. “Shayla… are you okay?”
She shook her head. “I’m scared. I don’t even know how to tell Anthony. After everything… after what happened between us…”
Iman reached out and took her hand.
“Listen to me — you’re not alone in this. You and that baby? You’ll be okay. No matter what.”
Shayla’s lips quivered as she whispered, “You think he’ll stay? After everything I’ve done?”
Iman looked at her with quiet conviction. “If he ever really loved you, he won’t walk away now.”
🌧️ The Twist Nobody Expected
Just as the sisters were finding calm, the doctor knocked again.
“Sorry to interrupt,” he said gently. “But there’s something you both should know.”
Iman frowned. “What is it?”
He hesitated. “We ran some additional tests — routine ones. There’s a concern about her stress levels affecting the pregnancy. If she doesn’t rest and stay away from emotional distress… it could put both her and the baby at risk.”
Shayla’s breath caught. “You mean I could—?”
He nodded slowly. “You need peace, Miss Shayla. No more drama. No more fights.”
Iman and Shayla exchanged a long, heavy glance.
Peace? That was the one thing neither of them had had in months.
💥 The Ending Shock
That night, after Iman left the room to get coffee, Shayla’s phone buzzed on the bedside table.
A message flashed across the screen — from Anthony.
“I heard you’re in the hospital. We need to talk. It’s about the baby.”
Shayla’s eyes widened.
How did he know?
And what did he mean “it’s about the baby”?
Her heart began to race again.
Was Anthony coming to claim responsibility…
or reveal something she wasn’t ready to hear? 😱
💔 To Be Continued…
Iman saved Shayla’s life — but now, everything is about to change.
The pregnancy could bring healing… or ignite a new war of secrets, lies, and love.
And next time Anthony walks into that hospital room,
the truth might break more than one heart. 💔
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