Everything has been nice and quiet lately, I've been working and going home to the mansion, something I'm getting used to. I've been being followed lately by the paparazzi, I learned to ignore them. They fire questions at me and I don't respond, when I'm out with Gerald he tells them to back off and give me space. I'm pregnant and they are trying to get in my face, they are lucky I don't punch them out. We started painting the nursery yesterday, Fallon and I have been busy with decorating again, today we needed to finish hanging stuff and painting the finishing touches on the room. I headed into the nursery and stepped on the ladder with the paint brush, I dipped it into the paint and carefully traced it onto the wall, I smile as I pull it away, not noticing James and Gerald in the doorway
