A Photographer's Viewpoint
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Isabella enjoys her life of being single and lives lavishly every passing day. She has absolutely no interest in dating and already devoted her future to be a full-on crazy cat lady.
But, her mother desperately tries to convince her to marry by making her attend gatherings in order to find a husband. Of course, Isabella finds no interest in them and always ends up sitting in silence when attending these said gatherings.
On a particular morning, she receives a phonecall from her co-worker that she had been invited to their wedding. At first, she was reluctant on going but decided to get a change of scenery and went anyway.
There, she meets one of the photographers. A perculiar one at that who seemed to take an interest in Isabella and was adament on wanting to take pictures of her.
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"Let me take pictures of you." She states with determination etched in her voice.
"What?"
I wasn't sure if I was overthinking, but it was like there was some kind of hope that lingered in her eyes.
What confused me was as to why she wanted to take pictures of me specifically. I mean, there's alot more attractive people around us at the moment and they seemed far more appealing then I do. So, why?
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