😱 SHOCKING CONFESSION! 😱 💔 Anthony Is Left STUNNED When Shayla Reveals: “I’m Pregnant… and the Father Is IMAN.” 👶🔥

 😱 SHOCKING CONFESSION! 😱

💔 Anthony Is Left STUNNED When Shayla Reveals: “I’m Pregnant… and the Father Is IMAN.” 👶🔥

The room felt heavy, like the air itself was holding its breath.

Anthony sat on the edge of the couch, scrolling aimlessly on his phone, barely listening as Shayla paced back and forth in front of him. Her hands were trembling, her heart racing so loudly she was sure he could hear it. This wasn’t how she imagined telling him. Nothing about this moment felt right.

“Anthony… we need to talk,” she finally said, her voice barely steady.

He looked up, annoyed at first. “What’s wrong now, Shayla? You’re acting strange.”

She stopped pacing. Slowly, she took a deep breath and placed her hand on her stomach. Her eyes glistened with tears—fear, guilt, and heartbreak all mixed together. 💔

“I’m pregnant.”

Anthony froze.

The phone slipped from his hand and hit the floor with a dull thud. His mouth opened, but no words came out. For a split second, shock flashed across his face—then confusion… then something darker.

“Pregnant?” he repeated. “That’s not possible. We—”
He stopped himself, searching her face. “It’s mine… right?”

Shayla swallowed hard. This was the moment she had been dreading.

“No,” she whispered.

Anthony stood up so fast the couch shifted behind him. “What do you mean, no?”

Tears streamed down Shayla’s face as she forced the words out, each one cutting deeper than the last.
“I’m pregnant with Iman’s child.”

💥 BOOM.

The words hit Anthony like a punch to the chest. He staggered back, grabbing the table for support. His eyes widened in disbelief, then burned with anger.

“IMAN?” he shouted. “You’re telling me the baby belongs to Iman?!”

Shayla nodded, unable to speak anymore.

Anthony ran a hand through his hair, pacing wildly. “No… no, this is a joke. You’re lying. You HAVE to be lying!” 😡

“I wish I was,” Shayla sobbed. “But I’m not.”

His laugh was bitter, broken. “So all those late nights? The secrets? The fights you picked with me?” He turned toward her, eyes blazing. “You were with him the whole time!”

Shayla tried to explain. “It wasn’t supposed to happen. I was confused. Iman said he loved me—”

“Loved you?” Anthony snapped. “And what was I, Shayla? Just a backup plan?!”

Silence crashed between them.

Anthony’s anger slowly gave way to devastation. His shoulders dropped. His voice cracked. “You didn’t just betray me… you destroyed me.”

Shayla reached out, but he stepped back. “Don’t touch me.”

He stared at her stomach, realization sinking in. “So every time I imagined a future with you… it was never really mine.”

She whispered, “I never meant to hurt you.”

Anthony shook his head, tears filling his eyes. “But you did. And now there’s no going back.”

He grabbed his jacket and headed for the door, stopping only once. Without turning around, he said quietly:

“Congratulations, Shayla. I hope Iman was worth it.”

The door slammed shut. 🚪💔

Shayla collapsed onto the couch, hands on her stomach, sobbing uncontrollably. Outside, Anthony stood frozen in the cold, his world shattered by one sentence he would never forget:

👉 “I’m pregnant… and the father is Iman.”

🔥 Was this the end of Shayla and Anthony forever?
👶 Will Iman step up—or disappear?
💣 And how will this pregnancy change everything?

This secret didn’t just break hearts…
😱 It rewrote everyone’s future