They Never Approved of Me

The sea breeze blew on the bodies on the deck of the yacht. Multiple cameras were set, while some stands were occupied by the lights that balanced the shadows during the outdoor photoshoot that morning. The people in the back were discussing to see which shots were the best, and the photographer was busier with actually taking photos. He had some helpers with him, handling the veil and the train with care.

Plain shots were not fascinating to him, so he worked on getting one with some action. However, with the wind blowing a bit too harder than expected, the plans were being adjusted. Andrea and Gryphon didn’t mind; they were just both bothered by the strange temperature of the wind.

It was getting warmer. The yacht was on its way to a tourist spot that lay on the edge of a southern country. The waters were getting warmer as they found themselves toward th