They’re Getting Divorced… So Why Is Anthony’s Fire for Amber Burning Hotter Than Ever? 🫢

 When Anthony’s Desire Erupts — But Is It Love for Amber… or Just Lust? 🔥

[INT. AMBER’S APARTMENT – EARLY MORNING]

Amber walks into the kitchen in her robe, surprised to find Anthony at the stove cooking breakfast. He turns around, smiling like he belongs there. The air is thick—not just with the smell of eggs, but with tension.

Amber (arms crossed):
“Anthony… what are you doing here?”

Anthony (grinning):
“You didn’t return my call, so I brought the message to your kitchen.”

Amber:
“So you just break into people’s places and make eggs now?”

Anthony (chuckling):
“Nah. Just yours.”
He steps closer, serious now.
“Amber… I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”

Amber:
“Thinking about me? Or thinking about what we had? Be real.”

Anthony (sighs, setting down the spatula):
“Both. What we had was fire. But I came back because I feel something deeper. This ain’t just lust.”

Amber (raising a brow):
“You sure? ‘Cause you were just with Piarry last week. And before that, you were ‘figuring things out’ with Shayla.”

Anthony:
“I know how that looks. I’ve been messy, I ain’t denying it. But when I kissed you that night—remember? After that argument—we both felt it.”

Amber (softly):
“I felt something… but feelings fade, Anthony. I need more than just chemistry.”

Anthony (stepping closer):
“You want more? Then let me show you more. I’m not here to play. I’ve been losing sleep over this. Over you.”

Amber (defensive):
“Is it love, Anthony? Or is it just your ego trying to win again?”

Anthony (earnest):
“It’s not ego. It’s regret. It’s me waking up wishing I’d fought harder for you. This ain’t about the moment—it’s about the life I see with you.”

Amber hesitates, her guard wavering. Her voice softens.

Amber:
“Then why now? Why not before when I needed you the most?”

Anthony:
“Because I was a fool. I thought I had time. But I see now—I might lose you to someone else. And I can’t let that happen without trying.”

Amber (looking away):
“Trying isn’t enough, Anthony. I need stability, honesty… I need to know it’s love.”

Anthony walks over slowly and lifts her chin gently.

Anthony (whispers):
“Then let me prove it’s love… day by day.”

They lock eyes. The room is silent except for the soft sizzle on the stove. Amber’s eyes glisten, torn between caution and hope.

Amber:
“You’ve got one chance, Anthony. One.”

Anthony (smiling):
“That’s all I need.”