***Sebastian's POV***
"Can we talk?" I asked Kesha. "Do I have a choice?" She asked me, of course she had a choice to do as she like. "You really do not have to change. I like happy you, your smile is so beautiful," I said, remembering the picture I took months ago. I pulled out my phone and showed her the picture "See I still have the picture of you smiling on the cliff," I said.
"The background is just so nice," Kesha excused. The background and everything going on was nice but her smile made everything nice. "Why are you arguing?" I asked her. "Cause the background makes the picture so nice and you are such a good photographer, look at the angle. You got my best angle," She said and tried to hold my phone, I moved it away and stared at her, what did she want to do with my phone? I will not allow her to delete the picture.
