🔥“Finally, Delica revealed the truth to Shayla about herself and Iman.”😱

🔥 “Finally, Delica revealed the truth to Shayla about herself and Iman.” 😱
A Long, Emotional Conversation

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Shayla:
(arms crossed, voice tight)
You said it was urgent, Delica. I left work early for this. So talk. What’s going on?

Delica:
(avoiding eye contact, fingers twisting together)
I… I don’t even know where to start.

Shayla:
Start anywhere. But don’t lie to me again. I’m tired of half-stories.

Delica:
(swallows hard)
You’re right. I owe you the truth. All of it.

Shayla:
(heart pounding)
The way you said that? You’re scaring me.

Delica:
Do you remember the night I told you I met Iman for the first time?

Shayla:
Yeah. You said it was random. A coincidence.

Delica:
(shakes head slowly)
That was a lie.

Shayla:
…What?

Delica:
I didn’t meet him by accident. I already knew him. Long before you ever mentioned his name.

Shayla:
(steps back)
No. That doesn’t make sense. Iman and I—

Delica:
—I know. And that’s why I stayed quiet. That’s why this has been eating me alive.

Shayla:
(voice rising)
How did you know him, Delica?

Delica:
Because… Iman and I were involved.

Shayla:
(laughs once, sharp and disbelieving)
Involved how?

Delica:
We dated. For almost a year.

Shayla:
(silence, then a whisper)
You’re lying.

Delica:
I wish I was.

Shayla:
(eyes filling with tears)
Before me?

Delica:
(hesitates)
No.

Shayla:
…During?

Delica:
(voice breaking)
Yes.

Shayla:
(breath hitching)
Say it clearly. I need to hear it.

Delica:
Iman and I were seeing each other while you and him were already together.

Shayla:
(shaking head)
No. He wouldn’t do that. Not to me. Not with you.

Delica:
I didn’t know at first. When I found out he was with you, he told me it was “complicated.” That you were drifting apart. That he planned to end it.

Shayla:
(bitter laugh)
And you believed him.

Delica:
I wanted to. I cared about him… but I cared about you too. That’s what tore me apart.

Shayla:
So every time you looked me in the eye… every time you comforted me when I cried about him—

Delica:
—I hated myself. Every single time.

Shayla:
(voice cracking)
Then why didn’t you tell me sooner?

Delica:
Because I was afraid. Afraid of losing you. Afraid of being the villain in your story.

Shayla:
You don’t get to decide that for me.

Delica:
I know. And that’s why I’m telling you now. He ended things with me weeks ago. He chose you.

Shayla:
(tears finally falling)
So I was the prize? The safe choice?

Delica:
No. Shayla, you were always the one he loved. I was the mistake.

Shayla:
(angry now)
Don’t minimize your part in this. You made choices too.

Delica:
I know. And I’m not asking for forgiveness. I just couldn’t keep lying.

Shayla:
(long pause, wiping tears)
Everything feels fake now. My relationship. My friendship. My instincts.

Delica:
You’re not stupid. You trusted the people you loved. That’s not a flaw.

Shayla:
(voice low)
I don’t know what hurts more… that he betrayed me, or that you did.

Delica:
If you walk away from me after this, I’ll understand.

Shayla:
(stands up slowly)
I need space. I need time. And I definitely need answers—from him.

Delica:
I won’t stop you. I just needed you to know the truth… finally.

Shayla:
(turns at the door)
Truth doesn’t erase damage, Delica. But lies make it impossible to heal.

Delica:
I’m sorry… for everything.

Shayla:
(quietly)
So am I.

Shayla:
(steps closer, deadly calm)
No. I’ll heal from it.
You? You’ll repeat it.

Iman:
You think you’re perfect?

Shayla:
No. But I was loyal.

Iman:
(scoffs)
You’ll come back.

Shayla:
(grabs her bag, eyes cold)
Not to someone who watched me bleed and called it love.

Iman:
Shayla—

Shayla:
Goodbye, Iman.

(Door SLAMS. Silence.)

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