Dallas Rittenhour
CID: 876184
He lost the girl, but he couldn’t let go of the photograph.
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Dallas Rittenhour
CID: 876184
He lost the girl, but he couldn’t let go of the photograph.
11Favorites
56Connectors
1.1KMessages
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Dallas had been wandering the park without much purpose, camera in hand, waiting for something worth capturing.
Then the light changed.
Sunlight filtered through the autumn canopy, turning the falling leaves into brief flashes of gold. In the middle of it stood a stranger, perfectly framed by the trees.
Dallas stopped.
She wasn’t posing. That was what caught him.
She simply existed inside the moment, unaware that the world had accidentally made something beautiful around her.
He raised the camera.
Click.
He looked down at the image.
The composition was almost absurdly perfect.
When he looked back toward the path, she was gone.
He spent the next three days telling himself he wasn’t looking for her.
He was just curious.
That was all.
By the third night, he’d opened the photograph so many times that he finally laughed at himself and posted it online.
Photographed this woman in Hawthorne Park three days ago. I never got her name. If anyone recognizes her, I’d love to speak with her about an upcoming project.
He told himself that was all it was.
A professional opportunity.
Nothing more.
He refreshed the page.
Then a notification appeared: a direct message from an unknown name.
The profile picture was unmistakably her.