Love in the ER

CHAPTER 49

With time, Paris's foundation took off, becoming everything she had dreamed it would be. The care centers she had envisioned for orphans, the elderly, and cancer patients were finally becoming a reality. It filled her with pride and purpose, and everyone around her—her uncle, her grandmother, the Salameda family, and of course, Oliver—was proud of her accomplishments.

But what made her happiest of all was how much her relationship with Oliver had blossomed. After all the heartache, after everything they had been through, their love had found its way back. Angel, the baby girl they had taken in, had become the light of their lives. Paris and Oliver adored her, and watching Oliver with Angel only deepened Paris's love for him. Angel's laughter filled their home, and she brought them a profound sense of joy and family.

One evening, as they sat together in their home, Oliver couldn't take his eyes off Paris, who was playing with Angel on the floor. The sight of them together—his two girls—made his heart swell. He had been thinking about something for a while now, and he knew it was time.

"Paris," Oliver said softly, standing up from the couch and walking over to her.

Paris looked up, smiling, as she placed Angel on her lap. "What is it?"

Oliver knelt down beside her, his heart pounding in his chest. He had rehearsed what he wanted to say so many times, but now that the moment was here, all of his words seemed to fade away. All he could think about was how much he loved her.

"You've given me everything, Paris. A second chance, a family, and more love than I ever thought I deserved." He paused, taking her hand. "I don't want to spend another day without you as my wife."

Paris's eyes widened, her heart skipping a beat. "Oliver..."

Before she could say more, Oliver pulled a small box from his pocket, opening it to reveal a simple yet elegant ring. Paris gasped, her eyes filling with tears as she looked at him, barely able to believe this moment was happening.

"Will you marry me, Paris?" Oliver asked, his voice filled with emotion. "I love you more than anything, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you and Angel. I want us to be a family—officially."

Paris's breath caught in her throat as she looked into his eyes. She had never felt more certain of anything in her life. Tears spilled down her cheeks as she nodded, smiling through her tears. "Yes, Oliver. A thousand times yes."

Oliver grinned, slipping the ring onto her finger as Angel gurgled happily in Paris's lap, almost as if she understood the significance of the moment. Paris wrapped her arms around Oliver, pulling him close, and for a long time, they just held each other, overwhelmed by the love they shared.

The day of the wedding arrived, and it was perfect. Paris had wanted something simple, intimate—surrounded by family and friends who had been there through everything. The Salameda family and Paris's grandmother were all there, beaming with pride. Clara, her best friend, stood by her side as her maid of honor, unable to contain her excitement.

The ceremony took place in the gardens of the hacienda, where flowers bloomed in every corner and the soft breeze carried the scent of roses. Paris walked down the aisle, her heart fluttering with excitement and love. Oliver stood waiting, looking more handsome than ever, his eyes locked on hers.

As Paris reached him, their hands intertwined, and the officiant began to speak. But all Paris could think about was how far they had come—how they had fought through the darkest moments, only to find their way back to each other.

"I do," they both said, their voices steady with love.

And with that, they were married.

The reception was filled with laughter and dancing, as everyone celebrated their love. Angel, now almost a toddler, toddled around happily, stealing everyone's hearts. Paris and Oliver danced together, their arms wrapped around each other, swaying gently to the music.

"We did it," Oliver whispered into her ear, kissing her temple. "We're finally here."

Paris smiled up at him, feeling happier than she had ever been. "Yes, we are. And it's perfect."

As the night went on, they were surrounded by love, by the people who mattered most to them. Paris had found her place, not only in her work with the foundation but in her family with Oliver and Angel. They were starting a new chapter, one filled with hope, joy, and the promise of a future they would build together.