💥 Shayla Finally Blurts Out Who Kai’s Real Father Is — Anthony Couldn’t Believe His Ears 😱

“Some truths don’t break the silence… they explode through it.”

The night was too quiet… too quiet. Shayla had been pacing the living room for nearly an hour, while baby Kai slept peacefully in the next room. Anthony watched her carefully, sensing that something heavy—dangerous even—was coming. Her hands were shaking, her breathing uneven, and her eyes were full of secrets she had buried for way too long.

“Shayla,” Anthony finally said, voice low and tired. “If you called me here just to argue again, I’m leaving.”

She stopped pacing. She didn’t turn around.
Because if she did… she would break.

“No,” she whispered. “Tonight, you’re going to hear the truth. All of it.”

Anthony frowned. “About what?”

Shayla swallowed hard. “About Kai.”

The room froze.

Anthony straightened, confusion tightening his face. “What about him?”

Shayla squeezed her eyes shut. “He deserves a father who knows the truth.”

Anthony felt a chill crawl up his spine. “Shayla… what truth?”

Her voice cracked as she said, “Anthony… Kai might not be your son.”

The words exploded through the air like a bomb.

Anthony stumbled a step back. “What did you just say?! Shayla—don’t play with me right now!”

She turned around slowly, tears streaming down her face.

“I tried to protect everyone. I tried to keep my life together. I tried to pretend it didn’t matter. But the lies kept growing, and every time I look at Kai… the guilt kills me.”

Anthony’s jaw clenched. His heart hammered. “WHO?” he demanded. “Shayla—WHO IS HIS FATHER?!”

Shayla’s lip trembled.
She looked him dead in the eyes.

“It’s… Iman.”

Silence.
A silence so thick it felt like the walls were listening.

Anthony blinked, stunned. “Iman? Iman who—IMAN?! The same Iman who tried to get close to you when we broke up? That Iman?!”

Shayla nodded weakly. “It was a mistake… a stupid, emotional mistake. I was broken. I was lonely. And he was just… there.”

Anthony ran both hands through his hair, pacing now, breathing hard.

“You lied to me. You let me raise a child thinking he was mine. You let my mother love him. You let ME love him. And all this time—you knew?!”

The pain in his voice was raw, sharp.

Shayla dropped to her knees, sobbing. “I didn’t know for sure… not at first. But when Kai was born, I saw it. I saw it in his eyes. And I panicked. I thought I would lose everything if I told you.”

Anthony stared at her—broken, betrayed, and shaking with anger.

“When were you ever going to tell me?” he asked quietly. “When Kai started asking why he doesn’t look like me? When he was old enough to figure it out himself? Or were you going to take this secret to your grave?”

Shayla cried harder. “I’m telling you now… because I can’t live with it anymore.”

Just then—Kai’s little cry came from the bedroom.

The sound stabbed Anthony’s heart. He looked toward the room… then back at Shayla.

“You want to know what hurts the most?” he whispered.

Shayla looked up, eyes red.

Anthony’s voice cracked. “I still love that kid. Even after everything.”

Shayla broke again. “I know. And that’s why I couldn’t hide it anymore.”

Anthony took a deep breath—shaky, wounded, but controlled.

“This changes everything, Shayla,” he said. “Not just for us… but for Kai. And I don’t know what comes next.”

He walked to the door.

Shayla reached out for him. “Anthony… please don’t go.”

He paused—but he didn’t turn around.

“I need time,” he said. “And you… need to tell Iman.”

The door closed softly—but the sound echoed like thunder.

Shayla collapsed on the floor, knowing that tonight…
one truth destroyed everything she had left.

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