"Hi, looking good." I smile at Alex, the photographer. We sat near the glass wall because that was the only vacancy in this coffee shop.
"What do you want?"
"I won't order anymore. I just finished eating." I shook my head.
"Give her chocolate chip frappe," he still ordered.
When the waiter left, he handed me the black clear book.
I reached for it and slowly opened the cover.
I looked at my first picture in amazement.
I was on my side and slightly looking up while my left hand was holding my hair and my right hand was holding my shoulder.
There was a light from the sun that slightly hit my face.
"Your shot is beautiful," I complimented Alex. I never thought I would ever experience such a beautiful shot.
"Because the model is beautiful, so the shot is really good."
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