Chapter 5

Paris ran from the house with tears rolling down her cheeks. She ran to the back of the house where the garden was and sat behind some white roses. She soon realized she was not alone. Greyson was in the garden not too far from her drawing in his notebook. She got up and hurriedly walk away.

"Mrs. Wealth," Greyson stopped her as he spotted her.

Paris wipe her face dried from her tears and made a smile on her face before she could turn to look at him.

"Yes," she answered.

"I can leave your garden if you need some time alone," Greyson told Paris.

"No, you don't have to," said Paris.

Archer nodded.

Paris didn't want to seem rude to Grey making him believe he was the reason why she was leaving the garden. As much as she was hurting she tried to start a conversation with him.

"I see you were drawing," she said.

"Yes," answered Greyson.

Paris smiled politely at him.

"Would you like to see it?" asked Greyson.

"Yes, sure."

Paris was quite interested to see his art.

As Paris motioned to him, G