Shayla threatened Anthony that if you meet Amber again, so...😱

Shayla threatened Anthony that if you meet Amber again, so...😱

Shayla: (standing in the doorway, arms folded, voice trembling with anger)
So… you really thought I wouldn’t find out?

Anthony: (startled, putting his phone down)
Shayla—what are you talking about?

Shayla:
Don’t play dumb with me. Amber. I saw the texts. “Let’s catch up soon” — really? You just forgot to mention that little part to me?

Anthony:
It’s not what you think. We were just talking. It was harmless.

Shayla: (laughs bitterly)
Harmless? Anthony, she’s your ex. The same ex who tried to come between us when we first started dating. That’s not harmless — that’s reckless.

Anthony:
I didn’t do anything wrong. I haven’t even seen her. It was just a message.

Shayla:
Yet. You haven’t seen her yet. But that’s exactly what you were planning, right?

Anthony: (sighs)
Okay, yes. I was thinking about meeting her for coffee. Just to catch up. That’s it. I didn’t want to hide it—I just… didn’t know how to bring it up without you flipping out.

Shayla: (voice rising)
Oh, so it’s my fault now? You lie by omission and somehow I’m the problem because I’d “flip out”?

Anthony:
I didn’t lie! I just… postponed the conversation.

Shayla: (steps closer, face serious)
Let me make something crystal clear, Anthony. If you meet Amber again—if you so much as breathe in the same room as her—we’re done. Do you understand?

Anthony: (jaw tightens)
You’re seriously threatening to end this over one conversation?

Shayla:
This isn’t about a conversation. It’s about respect. About trust. About not inviting chaos back into our lives for some “friendly coffee.” You know exactly what she’s doing, and you’re pretending not to see it.

Anthony:
She reached out. I didn’t ask for it.

Shayla:
But you answered. That’s the difference. And now you’re entertaining it, knowing how much she hurt me—how much she hurt us.

Anthony: (voice softens)
Shayla, I love you. You’re the one I’m with. I don’t care about Amber anymore.

Shayla: (staring him down)
Then prove it. Block her. Delete her number. Tell her you’re not meeting up. Right now.

Anthony: (hesitates)
That feels extreme. I don’t want drama—

Shayla: (cutting him off)
Oh, you don’t want drama? Then you should’ve thought of that before keeping secrets. This isn’t a game, Anthony. If you choose to see her, you’re choosing to lose me.

Anthony: (finally takes out his phone, silent for a beat, then starts typing)
Okay. You’re right. I’ll end it. Right now.

Shayla: (watches closely, eyes misty but fierce)
Good. Because if I ever catch you with her again… don’t expect to find me waiting when you come home.