After crying her eyes out, she got up and headed towards the closet. She returned to me with a gift box.
"Happy birthday," she said, and I smiled from ear to ear, taking it from her.
As I opened the box and pulled out a brand new camera, she went off about all the research she did to buy it for me.
"I know it's not a film camera like you prefer, but it's a similar model to your digital camera back home," she said, waiting for a response as I tinkered with my new toy.
This was so f*****g sweet. She knew what I wanted before I even did. Holding a camera after all this time was surreal.
"It's actually a better model," I told her, comforted by having a small piece of my old life returned to me.
I slipped the strap of the camera around my neck and asked, "Will you be my model?"
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