Paris conflict

•Azalea

"My child?" Arius tilted his head in confusion but didn't lose his smile.

"Yes Arius. I gave birth three months ago." Macy replied, "You suddenly stopped meeting me, I had no option but to come and meet you but your butler has been really annoying. He just wouldn't let me see you." Macy seemed dead serious

"Macy," Arius started, "I seriously doubt you have my child-" Macy brought up her hand to stop him and then gestured a female sitting there at the benches to come over.

The tall lady with pixie haircut came towards us, a baby in her arms. She stopped in front of us and the baby looked at us, "Tell me if you still doubt it."

Arius's smile faded as the blonde baby boy looked at him with his honey colored eyes. I'm not going to lie. He was adorable and honestly I would think that if this was a normal situation but no, not at this moment.

Something was burning inside of me.