Chapter 22

The man's face darkened, and he lifted the props Miranda had prepared. "What's so special about you, anyway? I'd like to see if you're really worth the hype." Miranda didn't bother arguing. She'd start shooting once the bride arrived. Their first shot was in the park. The composition, lighting, and everything else were top-tier professional. When the male photographer first saw the image on the computer, he stroked his goatee and fell silent. The second shoot took place in the bride's friend's private garden. After only two waterside compositions, the male photographer crouched beside Miranda. "Are you planning to shoot with an open background?" She shook her head. "The white walls look great and frame the scene beautifully." He didn't say a word. While Miranda continued shooting, he quietly took his own version of the open-background shot and secretly compared it to hers. His work looked stunning and was clearly up to par, but it lacked the timeless, poetic quality of Miranda's