Immediately Paris and Greyson turned around, facing Archer who was fully attired in a black suit, a white interior shirt, along with black leather shoes. His hair was shiny and well comb. He was as handsome as the first time Paris saw him through her bedroom window back at home, in Greenfield. "Soon to be ex-wife," retorted Greyson as he stared at Archer. "I want to go home," Paris softly said to Greyson as she and her soon-to-be ex-husband's eyes were about to meet. "Okay," retorted Greyson as he began to lead her from the balcony. "Paris," Archer called grabbing onto Paris's arm. Her body jumped as he did, recollecting his abusive moment with her. Don't you dare touch her," cursed Greyson as he pushed Archer away from her. "You stay out of this!" yelled Archer pissed. Paris came between them before they could fight. "I want to talk to my wife alone," demanded Archer. "Give me a few minutes to listen to him," Paris begged Greyson. "I'm not leaving you alone with him," argue
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