The Photo Collector
They were all standing next to each other, covering the poor and dead body of Janvic on the water, trying their best to hide it from Travis until we finally draw ourselves closer.
“Hey, guys! Good morning! Why are you all here? Why are you not swimming?” Travis asked the very moment we reached the back of our friends. He was actually happy, at first. There was a smile painted on his face, and there, on his cheeks, his dimples were flexing themselves. But when he saw that there was something floating on the water, all of them vanished. In an instant.
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