👀 SHOCKING ENCOUNTER: Shayla Sees Iman With Delicia at the Shopping Mall.

📍 Location: The Mall Food Court

Shayla walks through the mall holding a shopping bag, laughing at a text on her phone. She suddenly freezes.

Shayla (muttering):
…No way. That can’t be—

She looks again. Across the food court, Iman is standing with Delicia, both holding drinks, talking closely.

Shayla (under her breath):
Wow. So this is what “I’m busy today” looks like.

She takes a deep breath and walks over.

The Confrontation

Shayla:
Iman.

Iman turns around, clearly startled.

Iman:
Shayla— uh— hey.

Delicia (confused):
Oh. Hi?

Shayla (eyes on Iman):
You didn’t mention you were coming to the mall.

Iman:
I didn’t know I had to announce my location.

Shayla (laughs dryly):
Funny. Because yesterday you said you were “home all day.”

Awkward silence.

Delicia Steps In

Delicia:
Okay, I feel like I just walked into something… Should I—

Shayla:
No. Please. Stay. I’d hate for this to get less awkward.

Iman:
Shayla, chill. We’re just hanging out.

Shayla:
“Hanging out” must mean something different these days.

Tension Builds

Delicia (calm but firm):
Look, nothing weird is happening. We ran into each other and grabbed drinks.

Shayla:
Right. Just a coincidence. At the exact mall I told him I’d be at.

Iman:
That’s not fair.

Shayla:
What’s not fair is feeling stupid for trusting you.

Iman Defends Himself

Iman:
I didn’t lie. I just didn’t think it was a big deal.

Shayla:
Not telling the truth is lying, Iman.

Delicia (quietly):
I didn’t know this would turn into all this…

Shayla (softens slightly, to Delicia):
This isn’t really about you. It’s about honesty.

The Truth Comes Out

Iman (sighs):
Okay. I didn’t tell you because I knew you’d react like this.

Shayla:
So instead of being honest, you decided to be sneaky?

Iman:
I just wanted peace for once.

Shayla:
Peace built on secrets doesn’t last.

Mall Crowd Watches

People nearby start noticing the tension.

Delicia:
Maybe we should all lower our voices…

Shayla:
You’re right. This doesn’t need an audience.

Final Words

Shayla (to Iman):
I’m not mad because you’re here with her. I’m mad because you didn’t respect me enough to tell the truth.

Iman (quiet):
I didn’t think about it like that.

Shayla:
That’s the problem.

She turns to leave, then pauses.

Shayla:
Next time, just be real. It saves everyone a lot of drama.

She walks away.

Aftermath

Delicia (exhales):
Wow.

Iman:
Yeah… I messed up.

Delicia:
You really did.

They stand there in silence as the mall noise continues around them.

Suspenseful Ending

Shayla disappears into the crowd. Iman watches her go, his jaw tight.

Delicia (low voice):
You’re not going after her?

Iman:
If I do, I’ll only make it worse.

Delicia nods, but her expression says she’s not convinced.

Delicia:
You know she didn’t look angry anymore.

Iman:
What did she look like?

Delicia:
Done.

Iman’s phone vibrates.

Iman:
…It’s her.

He doesn’t open the message.

Delicia:
You gonna read it?

Iman:
Not yet.

Across the mall, Shayla steps onto the escalator. She pulls out her phone, types a message, then hesitates. Her thumb hovers over “send.”

She deletes it.

Iman finally unlocks his screen. The message preview disappears before he can read it.

Iman (quietly):
Why would she unsend it?

The escalator carries Shayla upward. She looks back one last time.

Iman looks up at the same moment.

Delicia:
Who’s that?

Iman doesn’t answer.

He slips the phone into his pocket as the mall lights flicker briefly—just enough to feel wrong.

Iman (to himself):
What did I just get myself into?

Cut to black.