Suddenly Shayla remembered that she had left her mobile at Iman's house. When she got home, she saw something she couldn't believe.😱 Full Sory Below👇

 Suddenly Shayla remembered that she had left her mobile at Iman's house. When she got home, she saw something she couldn't believe.😱 

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Shayla froze at the doorway.
Shayla: “M-Mom…?”
No answer.
Her heart started pounding as she stepped inside. The living room lights were on. Shoes she didn’t recognize sat neatly by the couch.
Shayla: “Hello…?”
Then she heard a voice.
A voice she knew very well.
Iman: “You’re home early.”
Shayla’s blood ran cold.
Shayla: “…Iman?”
Iman stood up slowly from the sofa, holding a phone in his hand.
Her phone.
Shayla: “How— What are you doing here?”
Iman: “I was waiting for you.”
Shayla: “That’s impossible. I left my mobile at your house. You were supposed to text me, not— not show up here!”
Iman: “I tried texting you.”
Shayla: “With my phone?”
Iman hesitated.
Iman: “Your mom let me in.”
Shayla: “WHAT?”
Her mother appeared from the kitchen, wiping her hands on a towel.
Mom: “Shayla, why are you shouting?”
Shayla: “Mom, why is he here?!”
Mom: “Because he said it was urgent.”
Shayla: “Urgent how?”
Iman looked away.
Iman: “I didn’t mean for it to happen like this.”
Shayla: “Then how did you mean for it to happen, Iman? You stealing my phone and walking into my house?”
Mom: “Stealing?”
Iman: “I didn’t steal it. You forgot it.”
Shayla: “And instead of waiting, you went through it.”
Silence.
Shayla: “…You went through my phone, didn’t you?”
Iman swallowed hard.
Iman: “I saw the messages.”
Shayla: “Which messages?”
Iman: “The ones between you and Rayan.”
Her mom’s eyes widened.
Mom: “Rayan? As in—”
Shayla: “Mom, please.”
Iman: “You told me he was just a coworker.”
Shayla: “He is.”
Iman: “Then why were you saying you missed him? Why were you planning to meet him tonight?”
Shayla clenched her fists.
Shayla: “Because you don’t listen to me anymore.”
Iman: “So you lie instead?”
Mom: “Both of you, calm down.”
Shayla: “No, Mom. He crossed a line.”
Iman: “I came here because I needed to hear it from you. Not from a screen.”
Shayla: “You had no right.”
Iman: “And you had no right to make me feel like I was losing you.”
The room felt smaller. He held out the phone.
Iman: “I came to return this. And to ask one question.”
Shayla’s voice shook.
Shayla: “What?”
Iman: “Am I still someone you want… or am I just someone you’re used to?”
Her mother quietly stepped back toward the kitchen.
Shayla stared at the phone in his hand—
at the life she’d tried to keep separate—
and realized the unbelievable thing wasn’t Iman standing there.
It was the fact that everything she’d been avoiding…
was finally waiting for her at home. 😱