
Denise stood pacing around in her study, with Tish standing nervously watching her. "Are you okay Denise?" Tish finally asked. Denise sighed deeply, and then ran her hands through her hair. She turned to Tish and smiled slightly. "There's a choice I need to make, but I just don't know which one to choose," She confided. "Well what's the choice about?" Tish wondered. Denise shook her head before she started pacing again. "No. It's more of a private matter. I have to do this myself," She said. Tish nodded and carried on cleaning. "Right. I'm just going to wing it. Tish, do me a favour?" Denise turned on her heels. Tish looked up from the bookshelf and nodded. "Go get your daughter for me? She will probably be in Nick's room," She ordered. Tish's eye's widened, and yet she nodded and rushed out of the room, leaving Denise alone. She glanced down at her watch, noticing the time. She was supposed to be helping plan the wedding; Nick was with Chloe right now. She had told Nick and Miley to stay away from each other, but after seeing what she saw last night, some action was required. Denise sat down in her chair behind her desk and rested her head back. If she was going to do this then she would have to clear her head. She soon heard her door open. Her eyes flung open as they focused on Miley who was standing in the doorway. "Come on in Miley," Denise motioned forward. Tish followed her. "Tish, if you don't mind, I want this to be private," Denise dismissed her. Miley stood <b>...</b>
Niley
Nick
Jonas
Miley
Cyrus
Denise Jonas
Chelsea
Staub