There was a deafening silence in the room. My breathing could travel and bounce off the walls as a thunder. My eyes fixed in the view finder, the lens fixed on Camille. Did I ever feel this way before?

Camille waited, the leans kissed her, my hands were paralized, the tape kept rolling, my mind was in turmoil, the night was ready to become our companion. I had to tell myself to let the camera take a break. But no....