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February 14, 2026

Shayla caught up with Iman and Delicia as they were celebrating Valentine's Day😱 You Wont Believe Next!

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Shayla couldn’t believe her eyes.

It was Valentine’s night, and the city lights shimmered against the glass walls of Amora Rooftop Lounge. Soft violin music drifted through the air. Rose petals covered the tables. Couples laughed softly over candlelight.
And right in the center booth…
Iman and Delicia.
Holding hands.
Shayla froze.
Shayla (whispering to herself):
“No… no way. Not them.”
She stepped closer. Iman leaned in, brushing Delicia’s hair behind her ear.
Iman (smiling):
“You look beautiful tonight. Red is definitely your color.”
Delicia (blushing):
“And you’re just now noticing?”
They laughed.
Shayla’s heart pounded.
She walked straight up to their table.
The Confrontation
Shayla:
“Wow. So this is what we’re doing now?”
(Iman’s smile vanished. Delicia’s eyes widened.)
Iman:
“Shayla? What are you doing here?”
Shayla:
“I could ask you the same thing. But I think I already know.”
Delicia (standing up):
“Okay, wait. This isn’t what it looks like.”
Shayla (laughing sarcastically):
“Oh really? Because it looks like my best friend and my cousin are having a romantic Valentine’s dinner.”
The music suddenly felt too loud. People nearby started glancing over.
Iman:
“Shayla, sit down. Please. Let’s talk.”
Shayla:
“No, I think I’ve been sitting long enough. In the dark.”
The Secret Revealed
Delicia:
“We were going to tell you.”
Shayla:
“When? Next Valentine’s Day?”
Iman (firmly):
“Stop. You deserve the truth.”
Shayla crossed her arms.
Iman:
“We’ve been seeing each other for three months.”
Silence.
You could hear a fork drop across the room.
Shayla:
“Three… months?”
Delicia:
“It wasn’t supposed to happen like this.”
Shayla:
“That’s funny. Things never ‘happen like this,’ do they?”
The Real Twist
Iman stood up.
Iman:
“There’s more.”
Shayla rolled her eyes.
Shayla:
“Oh good. Because this night wasn’t dramatic enough.”
Iman:
“I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to hurt you.”
Shayla:
“Hurt me? Why would this hurt me?”
Delicia looked at Iman nervously.
Delicia:
“Iman… maybe not—”
Iman (interrupting):
“No. She needs to know.”
He turned back to Shayla.
Iman:
“Because last year… you told me you had feelings for me.”
The world stopped.
Shayla’s expression shifted.
Shayla (quietly):
“That was a year ago.”
Iman:
“But I didn’t know if those feelings were gone.”
Shayla:
“So instead of asking me, you just started dating my cousin in secret?”
Emotions Explode
Delicia:
“It wasn’t about you!”
Shayla (sharply):
“It’s always about me when you’re my cousin!”
People were openly staring now.
A waiter awkwardly approached.
Waiter:
“Is… everything alright here?”
All three at once:
“NO.”
The waiter backed away immediately.
The Unexpected Turn
Shayla grabbed her purse.
Shayla:
“You know what? Congratulations. Really. I hope you two are very happy.”
She turned to leave.
But then—
Iman:
“Shayla, wait.”
She stopped but didn’t turn around.
Iman:
“There’s something else.”
Shayla slowly turned back.
Shayla:
“If one of you says you’re engaged, I swear—”
Delicia:
“We’re not engaged.”
Pause.
Iman (taking a breath):
“I’m moving.”
Silence.
Shayla:
“What?”
Iman:
“I got offered a job in Chicago. I leave next week.”
Now Delicia looked shocked.
Delicia:
“Wait… next week? You told me it wasn’t finalized!”
Iman:
“It wasn’t. Until tonight.”
Everything Changes
Shayla:
“So this… what is this? A goodbye dinner?”
Iman:
“I wanted tonight to be special.”
Delicia (hurt):
“You were going to tell me after dessert?”
Iman:
“I didn’t know how.”
Shayla let out a disbelieving laugh.
Shayla:
“So let me get this straight. You hid your relationship from me. You hid your move from her. And you picked Valentine’s Day to blow it all up?”
Iman:
“When you say it like that, it sounds bad.”
Shayla:
“It IS bad!”
The Shocking Ending
Delicia slowly sat down, tears forming.
Delicia:
“Were you even going to ask me to come with you?”
Iman hesitated.
That hesitation said everything.
Delicia (voice breaking):
“Oh my God.”
Shayla looked at both of them.
For the first time, she wasn’t angry.
She was calm.
Shayla:
“You know what the craziest part is?”
They both looked at her.
Shayla:
“I came here to tell you something too.”
Iman:
“What?”
Shayla took a deep breath.
Shayla:
“I’m engaged.”
Silence.
Delicia:
“…What?”
Shayla (holding up her hand):
“Got proposed to this morning.”
Iman stared at the ring.
Iman:
“You… you moved on?”
Shayla:
“A year ago.”
The weight of that hit hard.
Shayla (softly):
“You two could’ve just trusted me.”
She turned and walked away.
Iman sat down slowly.
Delicia wiped her tears.
The violin kept playing.
Valentine’s Day continued around them like nothing had happened.
But for the three of them?
Nothing would ever be the same again.
Shayla had just taken three steps toward the exit when—
The elevator doors at the rooftop lounge slid open.
And out stepped Marcus.
Tall. Calm. Dressed in a tailored black suit. Holding a bouquet of white roses.
He scanned the room.
Then his eyes landed on Shayla.
And behind her…
Iman and Delicia.
His expression changed.
Marcus Joins the Scene
Marcus:
“Babe? Everything okay?”
Shayla forced a smile.
Shayla:
“Perfect timing.”
Iman’s jaw tightened.
Iman (low voice):
“That’s him?”
Delicia looked between them.
Delicia:
“You know him?”
Iman didn’t answer.
Marcus walked closer.
Too close.
And that’s when it clicked.
The Bomb Drops
Marcus (to Iman):
“Didn’t expect to see you here.”
Silence.
Shayla (confused):
“Wait… you two know each other?”
Iman stood slowly.
Iman:
“Yeah. We do.”
Marcus gave a small, tight smile.
Marcus:
“Iman used to work at my company.”
Shayla blinked.
Shayla:
“Used to?”
Iman exhaled sharply.
Iman:
“I didn’t leave for Chicago.”
The air froze.
Delicia:
“What?”
Iman:
“I was transferred.”
Marcus crossed his arms.
Marcus:
“After violating company policy.”
Shayla turned slowly toward Marcus.
Shayla:
“What policy?”
Marcus hesitated.
Iman answered first.
Iman:
“Fraternizing with an executive’s family member.”
Shayla’s stomach dropped.
Shayla:
“Executive’s family member…”
Marcus met her eyes.
Marcus:
“You.”
Truth After Truth
Shayla (stepping back):
“So you knew? This whole time?”
Marcus:
“I found out a month ago.”
Delicia:
“And you didn’t say anything?!”
Marcus:
“It wasn’t my relationship to manage.”
Iman scoffed.
Iman:
“Oh, now you’re neutral?”
Marcus’ voice hardened.
Marcus:
“I gave you a choice. End it quietly or transfer.”
Shayla felt dizzy.
Shayla:
“So Chicago… wasn’t a dream job.”
Iman:
“It was exile.”
Delicia Snaps
Delicia stood up abruptly.
Delicia:
“Wait. So this whole time you’ve both been playing chess with my life?”
No one answered.
Her eyes filled with anger now — not tears.
Delicia:
“You let me believe this was fate. Romance. Something real.”
She looked at Iman.
Delicia:
“Was any of it real?”
Iman stepped toward her.
Iman:
“Every second.”
Marcus muttered:
Marcus:
“That’s debatable.”
Iman lunged forward.
Iman:
“Say that again.”
Shayla stepped between them.
Shayla’s Final Move
Shayla (yelling):
“STOP!”
The entire rooftop went silent.
Even the violinist stopped playing.
Shayla looked at all three of them.
Her cousin.
Her ex-crush.
Her fiancé.
Shayla (steady voice):
“I walked in here thinking I was the victim.”
She turned to Delicia.
Shayla:
“But you were the only one who didn’t know the full story.”
Delicia’s breathing trembled.
Shayla (to Marcus):
“You don’t get to control people’s lives because you can.”
Marcus:
“I was protecting you.”
Shayla:
“From what? Being grown?”
Then she turned to Iman.
Shayla:
“And you don’t get to call something love if you’re hiding it behind ultimatums.”
Iman’s eyes softened.
The Ultimate Twist
Shayla slowly removed her engagement ring.
Marcus’ face drained of color.
Marcus:
“Shayla… what are you doing?”
She placed the ring in his palm.
Shayla:
“I won’t marry someone who plays God.”
Gasps around the room.
Marcus:
“You’re overreacting.”
Shayla:
“No. I’m finally reacting.”
She turned to Delicia.
Shayla:
“If he goes to Chicago, go because you choose to. Not because someone forced a move.”
Delicia nodded slowly.
Then Shayla looked at Iman.
Shayla:
“If you love her, fight for her without secrets.”
Iman swallowed hard.
And Then…
Shayla walked toward the elevator.
But just before the doors closed—
Delicia grabbed Iman’s hand.
Delicia:
“We’re not done talking.”
Iman looked at her.
Hope flickered.
Marcus stood alone.
The violin resumed playing.
And Shayla?
As the elevator descended, she let out a shaky breath.
For the first time that night…
She felt free.
But wait.
Because as she stepped out into the lobby—
Her phone buzzed.
Unknown number.
She answered.
Voice on the line:
“Hi. Is this Shayla? This is HR from Marcus’ company. There’s something you should know.”
Her heart stopped.
Shayla:
“…About what?”
The voice lowered.
“About why Iman was really transferred.”
TO BE CONTINUED 😱🔥

THE END

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