Amber recived the fake Divorce paper in her Mail😰. It is Shayla? Full Story Below👇

[Scene: Amber’s apartment. Amber is pacing the room, holding the divorce papers in her trembling hands. She immediately dials Shayla’s number. After a few rings, Shayla picks up.]

Amber:
(shaken, voice cracking) Shayla... What the hell is this?

Shayla:
(confused) Amber? What’s going on? What’s wrong?

Amber:
Don’t play dumb with me! I just got divorce papers in the mail. From you. Are you trying to mess with my life? Is this a joke?

Shayla:
(stammering) Wait—divorce papers? What are you talking about? I didn’t send anything.

Amber:
(reading) “Filed on July 10th. Grounds: Irreconcilable differences.” It has your name, your signature, your damn lawyer's name. Explain that.

Shayla:
(genuinely shocked) Amber, I swear to God, I didn’t file anything. I didn’t sign anything. I would never do this behind your back. Are you sure it's real?

Amber:
Oh, it looks real. Notarized. Stamped. But something feels... off. It came with no explanation. Just straight into my mailbox like a dagger. If this is a prank, it's sick. If it’s not… I don’t know what to believe anymore.

Shayla:
(voice trembling now too) I don’t even have a lawyer. I would never blindside you like that. You know me, Amber. Please, you know this isn’t me.

Amber:
Then who the hell would go this far? Someone forged your name, your signature, and even your legal info. That’s deep.

Shayla:
(softly) ...Do you think it’s someone trying to break us apart? Someone who doesn’t want us together?

Amber:
(pauses, thinking) My sister’s been acting weird lately. She never liked us. And your ex—didn’t he stalk you a few months ago?

Shayla:
Yeah, but… forging legal documents? That’s a whole new level. Amber, listen to me. I will go with you. To the county clerk’s office. We’ll find out if these papers are even filed. We’ll trace the origin. Together.

Amber:
(sighs, slowly calming) I just… I can’t go through this again, Shay. Last time, it tore me apart. If I hadn’t checked, I might’ve thought you gave up on us.

Shayla:
I haven’t. Not for a second. Whatever this is, we’ll face it. But please, believe me—I had nothing to do with this.

Amber:
(softly) Okay. I believe you. But if someone’s trying to tear us apart… they seriously underestimated how strong we are.

Shayla:
Damn right. Meet me in an hour. We’re going to get to the bottom of this.

Amber:
I’ll see you soon. And Shayla? Thanks for answering.

Shayla:
Always. No matter what.