Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

"That photo turned out really nice," Stella said happily as she turned to share it with Keegan.

But Keegan wasn't pleased, feeling she made him look silly.

He insisted she give him the phone so he could take the photo.

Stella's eyelid twitched.

"You want to take it? You'll reduce my height from 1.68 meters to 1.38 meters.

Mr. Kane, don't you know your own photography skills?" Keegan retorted, "Are my photography skills really that bad?" Stella replied, "Let me put it this way, if you sprinkle some rice on a phone, even chickens can take better photos than you.” Feeling somewhat humiliated, Keegan gritted his teeth.

"Then let's go out and play.

If 1 take pictures for you, will you stare at them for half the night?" He shouldn't have brought it up.

As soon as he did, Stella's suppressed memories suddenly resurfaced.

"If I don't stare at them, trying to convince myself that your skills are just bad, I'm afraid I'll end up fighting with you directly at the hotel.

Look at this face of mine, even the director says I'm photogenic from every angle.

you manage to make

ground

me look like I was having an out-of-body experience! When I shared the photo, I accidentally

friends below asked me where I went to take a picture of a ghost."

weakened in an

"Well, maybe just...

few dozen shots." Stella

to say something when he noticed a kid squatting next to him, barely as tall as his knees, looking up

his head,

Stella was speechless.

tokens to

conversation status was unknown

said, "Trevor threw your bag out, he didn't intend for us to come back."

do you know?"

they were kids, he used to throw his bag to Keegan when he went to see Maya play the piano, giving him a look

tentatively sent Trevor a

I'm a bit

Trevor replied, "Safe travels home." Stella was dumbfounded,

seems Trevor still has unfinished business." Later that night, as they lay in bed, Stella