Michael Clifford always dreamed of becoming a famous photographer. To one day be able to see the picture he took on everywhere. To have a famous picture.
He's wanted this his whole life. When he met Delilah Rose, it was no different. She wanted to write New York Times best sellers and have him take pictures for the covers of her books.
One night Michael took Delilah out to a lake a midnight. The moon was full and it looked beautiful shining off the lake.
He requested Delilah to strip of Her clothing and stand in front of the lake, her back facing him. He snapped a few pictures and fell in love with them. And Delilah got a few pick of Michael for her self(;
Unfortunately forever never lasts and as for Delilah and Michael that statement was very true. It ended with an engagement ring thrown at Michaels head after the words of "I never want to see your bitch face again." left his mouth. He instantly regretted treating Delilah like he did but it way too late.
Michael continued on with his photography career. After four years without Delilah, Michael found those pictures of her from the lake and decided to show them at a auction (they didn't show anything dirty. Just the back side of her bare body)
Michael stood next his work. He'd glance at it and every time he did his heart would break. That's why he knew he has to get rid of them.
"How much?" A tall sandy blonde in a suit asked. "what're you offering?" Michael asked just wanting the pictures gone. "a hundred grand sound nice?" He asked. Michael's mouth fell open. "a hundred thousand dollars for some stupid photos?" He asked.
"The girl in the photos reminds me of my wife Delilah."
That's when Michael's heart sunk. He remembered that His friend Calum, who was fucking around with one of Delilah's close friends, had told Michael that Delilah got married to some rich real-estate agent named Ashton Irwin, Michael was guessing this was him.
I mean what are the odds that there are two girls named Delilah that look similar to one another?
Michael sighed.
"Yeah just take them." Michael said. The guy in the suit had some guys carry the pictures of Michael's only love to his car.
The man turns to Michael.
"I'm Ashton Irwin, I work in real-estate." Ashton said shaking Michael's hand.
Now Michael knew for a fact it was the same Delilah.
"I'm Michael Clifford, photographer" he said shaking his hand back. Michael was a little cold to Ashton, he didn't mean to be but the thought of Delilah laying next to this rich posh guy made Michael's stomach turn.
"I love your work kid, how would like you to make actual money working for me? Taking pictures of the houses I'm selling and get them printed out in magazines and stuff like that."
Michael didn't want to accept it but it was too good of an opportunity to pass up.
Michael sighed saying "Okay deal." before shaking Ashton's hand once more saying he'd see Michael tomorrow at his house at 8 o clock sharp.
So that's what Michael did, he showed up and the first person he sees is the one and only Delilah.
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A/N: idk what this is
PLEASE TELL ME IF YOU LIKE IT!
Also sorry for all the misspelled words it's like 1 am
And I was to lazy to go back and read I'll fix it later
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