AW...LA Is About to Expose Everything 😱
The Voice in the Room
“I think you should, man. For real.”
The room shifts the moment those words land. Delicia pauses, then looks up, squinting slightly.
“I thought I heard your voice.”
Iman steps in like he’s always been there. Calm. Direct. Unafraid.
“What’s up, Delicia?”
She shrugs it off, half joking. “What’s good? I’m just in here looking like a housewife.”
But the energy is already off.
The Invitation Nobody Asked For
Iman doesn’t waste time.
“You did hear his voice. He came and told me he invited Honey.”
Delicia’s head snaps up. “He invited who?”
“Honey.”
Delicia shakes her head immediately. “I ain’t Shayla. Shayla coming. Shayla’s coming to LA.”
The way it was said—that’s what bothered her. No warning. No conversation. Just tossed out there like it meant nothing.
“That’s exactly how he told me,” Iman says. “Just threw it out there.”
Defensive Energy
Delicia notices eyes on her.
“What you looking at me like that for? I don’t like that energy, like I did something wrong.”
Iman doesn’t flinch.
“But why would you invite her?”
Delicia fires back. “Why would you be in here walking around with a scarf?”
“Because it’s my house.”
The tension thickens. Nobody’s backing down.
Mixing Names, Mixing Feelings
“You and Shayla both delusional,” Iman says bluntly.
“Don’t mix me and Shayla,” Delicia snaps. “Shayla’s coming though. For sure.”
That’s when the confusion hits the room.
“Wait—what’s going on?”
Iman exhales. “At this point, I’m gonna be honest. Let me give y’all some advice.”
The Question: Come Clean?
“I think y’all should just come clean.”
Silence.
“Easy for you to say,” Delicia replies.
“I know it sounds easier than it is,” Iman admits. “But I’m telling you—what’s the worst that could happen?”
Delicia scoffs. “Besides Shayla coming here busting windows?”
“I’m not scared of her,” she adds quickly. “It’s just… a lot.”
Timing vs. Truth
Iman presses. “How much do you really care anymore?”
“A lot. Obviously.”
Delicia sighs. “It’s inevitable. We’re gonna come out. It’s just about timing.”
Iman raises an eyebrow. “So you’re respecting her feelings?”
“Yes.”
“But it looks like y’all hurting her feelings while choosing each other.”
“Two things can be true at once,” Delicia says quietly.
LA Doesn’t Keep Secrets
Iman shakes his head. “This whole thing? It’s toxic.”
Delicia half laughs. “You should love that.”
But when Iman says, “It’ll feel better once you tell the truth,” her smile fades.
“I’ll look crazy,” she admits. “Everybody gonna judge me.”
“The world don’t know you like that,” Iman responds. “You overthinking it.”
No More Trying
“There’s a time and a place,” Delicia says firmly. “Right now isn’t it.”
Iman shrugs. “Looks like LA might decide for you.”
She leans back, exhausted.
“I don’t even feel like trying anymore.”
“I’m in a faithful relationship,” she finishes. “I don’t want to be around anything that makes that harder.”
And just like that, the truth hangs in the air—unsaid, but undeniable.
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