Paris pondered whether she should tell Greyson that she was developing feelings for him. She was scared that she could possibly lose him to Ciara. Still, she was concerned about rushing into a relationship."Are you okay," she heard Greyson entering the living room."Yes," she lied.Greyson was attired in a white t-shirt and long dark blue pajama pants, already attired for bed."I don't want you to worry about anything now that you're with me," said Greyson as he sat next to her.Paris gave him a smile that seemed forced."You should get yourself some sleep, you look tired," said Greyson.Paris nodded and said her goodbyes."Goodnight, I'll see you in the morning," retorted Greyson.Paris gave him a warm smile and walked to her room.Paris did feel a bit tired. She changed into her nightwear and fell asleep as soon as she lay in her bed. On her second night with Greyson she didn't have any nightmares, she slept like a log.The morning, she woke up. She was appalled that Greyson had al

"Paris," retorted Everlee surprised as her body jumped.Paris stood speechless. Her eyes leered at the dark-haired and dark-eyed baby in her sister's arms that seemed to only be 2 years old. The 2 years she hasn't heard from her sister, she added up. The beautiful baby boy's head reclined on Everlee shoulder and one of his tiny hands played with a strand of her long blonde hair.Paris made a step backward not wanting to believe what she assumed. If this baby was her sister she's sure she'd never hide it from her. Everlee knew she could trust her if the baby was for some guy she had him with without getting married."Paris, I'm sorry," Everlee made a single step towards her with tears in her eyes."Is that why you've been ignoring me for 2 years?" Paris too began to sob.Everlee nodded."You know you can trust me with anything," Paris told her."Please let's get inside," Everlee implored her as she re-entered her apartment.Paris wiped away her tears and slowly followed her. As she clo

"Why doesn't she wants me to help her," Paris sobbed."Sh....., everything is going to be okay," retorted Greyson as he helped her into the carriage.The carriage drove off bringing them back to the hotel.Greyson's right hand never left Paris as they went to their room. He helped her to the bedroom and onto her bed. Greyson stared sullenly at his fiance' as she curled up in bed sadly."I'll be in the living room if you need me," said Greyson."No stay," begged Paris as she sat up.Greyson immediately came to her and held her in his arms. Both her arms wrapped around his body and her head rested on his chest as he did."I thought she didn't have the money to pay," said Paris leering heartbroken at the wall of her room."Maybe the money she used to pay the owing rent was the cash she had put aside for food and important things for her twin, she didn't want to touch," retorted Greyson."Then why did she use it now when I find her and wanted to help her out?" asked Paris as her head rais

Paris was shocked by such surprising news. She immediately approached the maid."How did it happen?" she asked eager to know."I don't know," retorted the maid. "I was just told to pass the news to you.""Which hospital is he staying at?" Paris swiftly asked the maid."I know which hospital he's at," retorted Greyson."Greyson please take me to the hospital now," said Paris.Greyson nodded. He too was worried about his friend. As much as he loathed him for treating Paris so horribly the shocking news sadden him. He didn't want his ex-best friend to lose his life.Paris quickly changed into a dress and put on her shoes. She and Greyson then exited the apartment and into the carriage. The coachman immediately brought them to the hospital.As they arrived at the large hotel. Paris hurriedly got out of the carriage and ran to the front desk, Greyson followed behind her."I'm here to see my husband, Archer Wealth," said Paris worried.Greyson was hurt that Paris referred to Archer as her h

The morning Paris sat and played with her breakfast not having any appetite."Do you think you're strong enough to see him today?" asked Greyson worried."I have to visit him, I promised him," retorted Paris.Greyson nodded.Going to the hospital Paris was quiet on the entire way."Everything will be okay, soon," Greyson tried to encourage Paris as she got out of the carriage.They both said their goodbyes and she entered the hospital heading straight to Archer's room.As she almost got to the door of Archer's room a doctor was exiting his room."Doctor," Paris stopped him."Good morning, why didn't you tell Archer that he may never walk again?" Paris asked."He knows," responded the doctor quickly.Pars became silent with sadness."Your husband is doing far better than anyone who had had similar injuries as him, within a few weeks you will be able to take him home, but he'll need to return to the hospital for physiotherapy to help him walk again or see if there's any hope."Paris nod