AMBER AND ANTHONY ON A DATE SHAYYLA CAUGHT THEM🤯 Full Story below👇
AMBER AND ANTHONY ON A DATE SHAYYLA CAUGHT THEM🤯
The night was calm, the city lights glowing like fireflies scattered across the horizon. Anthony had been trying for weeks to repair the broken pieces of his life after all the drama between him, Amber, and Shayla. For once, he wanted peace—a night away from all the arguments and accusations. That’s why he had agreed to meet Amber for dinner.
Amber arrived first, her red dress shimmering under the soft restaurant lights. She looked nervous but hopeful. When Anthony walked in, her face lit up like she’d been waiting for this moment forever.
“Anthony,” she whispered, almost in disbelief.
He smiled, pulling out the chair across from her. “Amber, it’s been a long time… let’s just enjoy tonight. No fights, no past, just us.”
For the first time in months, laughter filled the air between them. They shared stories, remembered old times, and the chemistry between them sparked like fire that had never truly died. To anyone looking, it wasn’t just a date—it was two souls reconnecting.
But fate had a cruel way of reminding them that their lives were never simple.
Just outside the restaurant, Shayla happened to be passing by. She had been out with friends, but something made her glance through the glass window. And that’s when she froze.
There they were.
Anthony and Amber.
Together.
Her eyes widened, her heart pounding so loud it felt like thunder in her chest. She watched Anthony lean closer to Amber, his smile softer than she had seen in years. The way Amber’s hand brushed against his—it was too much to bear.
Shayla stormed inside, her heels clicking against the marble floor like warning shots. The entire restaurant fell silent as she marched straight to their table.
“Well, well, well,” she said, her voice dripping with venom. “Isn’t this cozy?”
Anthony’s smile faded instantly, and Amber sat frozen, her hand trembling as she pulled it back from Anthony’s.
“Shayla… it’s not what you think,” Anthony stammered, trying to stand, but Shayla’s glare cut him down.
“Not what I think?” she hissed. “You swore to me you were done with her. And here you are… having a date behind my back.”
Amber finally found her voice. “Shayla, stop. This isn’t about you. Anthony and I—”
“Don’t you dare,” Shayla snapped, her voice echoing through the quiet restaurant. “You already destroyed one family. Are you trying to do it again?”
Tears filled Amber’s eyes, but Anthony stepped in, his voice firm now. “Shayla, enough! You’ve lied, you’ve hidden the truth about Kai, you’ve played your games. I’m done being your prisoner. Tonight, I chose Amber. Not you.”
The words hung in the air like a final verdict. Shayla’s jaw dropped, her face twisting with rage and heartbreak. She slapped the table so hard glasses rattled, then turned and stormed out of the restaurant, leaving a trail of whispers and gasps behind her.
Amber sat frozen, staring at Anthony in shock. “You… you chose me?” she whispered.
Anthony reached across the table, taking her trembling hand back into his. “I should have chosen you a long time ago.”
And while the city lights still glowed, they both knew the storm Shayla was about to unleash was only just beginning.
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