😱 “This Is Called… KARMA, Shayla 💅🔥

 😱 “This Is Called… KARMA, Shayla 💅🔥”

Shayla had a way of walking into a room and making it hers.

Her confidence? Unshakable. Her charm? Dangerous.

And her love life? A whole rollercoaster of chaos she thought she could control.

For a long time, Shayla believed she was untouchable — that no matter what she did, things would somehow work in her favor.

But the truth? The universe was watching.

And karma? Karma was waiting.

💋 The Beginning of the Lies

It all started when Shayla decided to play both sides.

On one hand, she had Anthony — loyal, caring, maybe a little too trusting.

On the other, there was Iman — exciting, unpredictable, the man who made her heart race even when she knew better.

She told herself she wasn’t really cheating — just “figuring things out.”

But deep down, she knew exactly what she was doing.

And when Cocoa tried to warn her — “Girl, you can’t keep juggling these men like this, it’s gonna backfire” — Shayla just laughed.

“Please,” she said with a smirk. “I always land on my feet.”

Oh, how wrong she was.

💣 The Setup

One night, Shayla told Anthony she was “going out with the girls.”

But instead, she met Iman at a rooftop bar downtown.

They laughed, they drank, they flirted — completely unaware that someone was watching.

Cocoa.

She hadn’t planned on snitching, but when she saw Iman’s arm around Shayla — and remembered how Anthony had just wired her rent money earlier that day — she couldn’t hold it in.

Cocoa made one phone call that night.

And karma started moving.

⚡ The Confrontation

The next morning, Shayla walked into her apartment like nothing had happened — until she saw Anthony sitting on the couch, his phone in his hand.

Her heart dropped.

“Hey, babe,” she said casually, setting her purse down.

Anthony didn’t move. “How was your girls’ night?”

She hesitated. “It was fun, why?”

He turned the phone toward her — and there it was.

A photo.

Her and Iman.

On the rooftop.

Her face drained of color.

“Anthony… it’s not what it looks like.”

“Oh really?” he said coldly. “Because it looks like you’ve been lying for weeks.”

She tried to explain, but he was done.

“You had everything, Shayla. I gave you loyalty, love, a home — and this is what you do?”

She reached out for him, tears welling up, but he stood and grabbed his keys.

“I hope it was worth it,” he said quietly. “Because you just lost the best thing you ever had.”

And just like that — he was gone.

💔 The Fall

Within days, Shayla’s world started crumbling.

Anthony stopped paying the apartment rent — his name had been on the lease.

Iman? He ghosted her the second he found out she’d been two-timing him.

And Cocoa? She stopped answering her calls altogether.

Shayla sat in her empty apartment surrounded by silence and regret.

The same woman who used to have everyone wrapped around her finger now had nobody.

One by one, everything she’d built on lies collapsed.

🪞 The Realization

Weeks later, Shayla ran into Cocoa at the café.

Cocoa didn’t look angry — just disappointed.

“Cocoa, please,” Shayla said softly. “I messed up. I lost everything.”

Cocoa sipped her drink, then said calmly, “You didn’t lose it, Shayla — you gave it away. Karma just came to collect.”

Shayla looked down, tears in her eyes.

For once, she had no comeback. No excuses. Just the truth.

That night, as she packed up the last of her things before moving out, she caught her reflection in the mirror.

The girl staring back wasn’t the same Shayla who thought she could play everyone and still win.

This one looked humbled — and ready to start over.

She whispered to herself, “Guess this is what they mean when they say… this is called karma.”