👀Angelina was shocked when she caught Delicia with Iman.😱

Angelina: (freezes in the doorway) …No.
Delicia: (turns abruptly) Angelina—wait, it’s not what it looks like.
Iman: (steps back) Angelina, please, let me explain.
Angelina: Explain? (laughs bitterly) Explain why my best friend is standing inches away from my boyfriend?

Delicia: I swear, it just happened—
Angelina: Just happened?! Delicia, your hand is still on his chest!
Iman: Angelina, listen to me. Nothing happened. We were just talking.
Angelina: Talking doesn’t usually look like whispered secrets and guilty faces.

Delicia: You’re jumping to conclusions.
Angelina: Oh, am I? Because from where I’m standing, it looks like betrayal.

Iman: I didn’t mean for this to hurt you.
Angelina: That’s funny. Hurting me seems to be the only thing happening right now.

Delicia: Angelina, you know I’d never do that to you. You’re like a sister to me.
Angelina: Sisters don’t sneak around with each other’s partners.

Iman: I came to Delicia because I was confused.
Angelina: Confused about what? Whether you still loved me?
Iman: About us. We’ve been distant lately.
Angelina: So your solution was my best friend? Wow.

Delicia: He needed someone to talk to, and I was there.
Angelina: And at no point did you think, “Maybe this crosses a line”?

Delicia: I tried to stop it.
Angelina: Tried? Or enjoyed it?

Iman: That’s not fair. Delicia told me we should keep boundaries.
Angelina: Then why am I walking in on this?

Delicia: Because feelings got complicated.
Angelina: Complicated? You mean you caught feelings for him.

Delicia: (quietly) I didn’t plan to.
Angelina: (voice breaking) So it’s true.

Iman: Angelina, I still care about you.
Angelina: Care isn’t enough when respect is gone.

Delicia: I never wanted to hurt you.
Angelina: Yet here I am—hurt by the two people I trusted most.

Iman: Tell me what to do to fix this.
Angelina: You can’t fix something that broke this deeply.

Delicia: Please don’t walk away like this.
Angelina: I’m not walking away. I’m choosing myself.

Iman: So that’s it?
Angelina: That’s it. You made your choice the moment you crossed that line.

Delicia: Angelina—
Angelina: Don’t. I need distance… from both of you.

(Angelina turns, tears in her eyes, and walks out. The door closes. Silence fills the room.)

Iman: …We messed up.
Delicia: (softly) Yeah. We really did.

Angelina: (stops at the door, without turning around) You know what hurts the most?
Iman: Angelina, please—
Angelina: It’s not the betrayal. It’s realizing I loved people who didn’t love me enough to protect me.

Delicia: I still love you, Angie.
Angelina: Love without loyalty is just a word.

(Angelina finally turns, her eyes steady now, no longer shaking.)

Angelina: I forgive you—because I refuse to carry this pain with me. But forgiveness doesn’t mean access.
Iman: So… there’s no chance?
Angelina: Chances are for people who don’t cross lines they can’t uncross.

(She reaches for the door.)

Angelina: Take care of each other. You’ll need it—trust built on betrayal never lasts.

(Angelina exits. The door clicks shut.)

Delicia: (whispering) We lost her.
Iman: Yeah… and I don’t think we realized she was the best thing we ever had.