He Cheated, So I Drank the Love Potion Myself Chapter 22

He Cheated, So I Drank the Love Potion Myself Chapter 22

Late that night, I carried my camera bag and met up with my friend to shoot the skyline.

The city spread out like a galaxy below us.

Our breath turned to white mist in the cold air.

Near dawn, I captured a powerful series of sunrise photos.

When the first beam of light broke through the clouds, I just stood there, watching for a long time.

It felt like someone had just pulled back the curtain on my new life.

I chose my favorite photo and posted it on Instagram.

To my surprise, the photo went viral.

Something about the image of light breaking through darkness resonated with people. The shares and likes began to climb exponentially.

Taking advantage of the momentum, I posted the set of red aurora photos I had taken in Alaska.

My account blew up.

At thirty, I had finally made a name for myself in the world of photography.

Riding that wave of attention, I opened my own photography studio.

On opening day, an unexpected client walked in.

She was the daughter of a prominent local businessman.

She had a gentle presence and wanted to hire me to shoot her wedding.

I was ecstatic.

If I did a good job on this project, with her family’s connections and influence, my studio would be set for years.