She swung her head and took in a breath. The camera flicked upwards caught her eye and a thought flashed through her mind.
A photograph is going to be taken. He was occupied by the cellphone in his hands. She glances, almost casually to his side and smiles, bright and empty. She exhales. It exits in a whoosh,
take my breath away, he finally notices. He makes a face and ,
click, the shutter goes. The end product; something that captured the way his face crumples and the lifeless joy reflected in her vacant eyes.
A photograph.
