Chance
My eyes are transfixed on the beauty walking towards me. Every step closer is a step closer to Paris becoming my wife. Mine forever. She looks absolutely stunning in that dress. Her beautiful pregnant belly looks so round and perfect. Her face is beaming as she walks beside her brother.
I sent for Dallas because I knew Paris wanted him here. I may not like him, but I know he never meant to hurt her. Besides, Paris has done nothing but talk about Dallas for weeks. I wanted all of her dreams to come true today, and by the look in her beautiful green eyes, the way they're sparkling with amazement, I can see I've succeeded.
My mother has done a fantastic job of making everything memorable for my girl. This whole room looks like something out of a fairytale. I know this isn't technica
