“When an enemy smiles at you… the table becomes the battlefield.” ✨
🔥 FULL LONG STORY — VERY DRAMATIC
Amber couldn’t believe her eyes.
She stared at her phone screen for a good ten seconds, blinking as if the message would magically disappear.
“Hey Amber… I want to fix things. I’m inviting you & Anthony for lunch tomorrow at my place. Hope you both can come.” — Shayla
Amber burst into dry laughter.
Fix things? Shayla? The woman who had tried everything to pull Anthony back into her chaos? The woman who once lied, manipulated, cried, fought — all for control?
It made no sense.
But the strangest part? Anthony got the exact same message.
Amber lifted her eyebrow at him. “What is she planning now?”
Anthony rubbed his forehead. “If Shayla’s suddenly acting calm, trust me… she’s up to something.”
Amber sighed deeply. “Either she’s about to confess something… Or she wants to start a new war.”
But one thing was clear: they had to go. Because when Shayla acted quiet, that’s when she was most dangerous.
🔥 THE ARRIVAL — A TENSE HOUSE
The next afternoon, Amber and Anthony pulled up to Shayla’s house.
Amber’s fingers tightened around her purse. “Why does it feel like we’re walking into a trap?”
Anthony exhaled. “We’re going in together. Whatever happens, we're a team.”
His hand slid into hers. Amber nodded, letting that comfort her… even if only a little.
As they approached the door, it opened before they knocked.
Shayla stood there with the fakest smile Amber had ever seen. “Hi! Come in. Drinks are ready.”
Anthony muttered under his breath: “Lord help us.”
🔥 INSIDE — THE FAKE PEACE
The table was set as if Shayla was hosting royalty. Candles. Warm dishes. Soft music. Flowers arranged perfectly.
Amber sat down slowly, watching Shayla move around the kitchen like this was a normal, friendly lunch.
Finally, Shayla sat across from them… her smile thin, eyes unreadable.
“So, I called you both here because… I want things to change.”
Amber folded her arms. “I’m listening.”
Shayla: “We’ve all… been through things. Fights. Misunderstandings. Mistakes.”
Anthony raised an eyebrow. “That’s one word for it.”
Shayla forced a laugh. “But I want peace now. I’m tired of all the drama.”
Amber: “You created most of it.”
Shayla paused — but didn’t argue. “Maybe. But I’m ready to fix things.”
The table fell silent. Amber and Anthony exchanged a look. This was too smooth. Too soft. Too unnatural.
Amber leaned forward. “Shayla… why now?”
🔥 THE REAL REASON
Shayla finally looked nervous. Her fingers fidgeted. Her voice trembled ever so slightly.
“Because… something happened.”
Anthony: “What happened?”
Shayla: “I’ve been seeing someone.”
Amber’s eyes widened. Shayla? With a new man? Impossible.
Shayla: “And he… he told me something that made me rethink everything. He said… ‘You’re still stuck in your past. And until you let go of Anthony and the drama
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