I watched my father take the mic as he stood on the stage. His face glowed with a smile, and everyone could tell that he was excited. He was dressed in a dark blue tuxedo, vibrant and full of life. One could tell without knowing him properly that he was a wealthy man. The way he carried himself spoke volumes.
At first, he addressed the public, telling them how happy he was that they could make it to the party on such short notice. Even I am shocked about that, just yesterday they were invited and boom! More than a thousand people are here.
"Are you okay?" Liam asked from the side and I forced a smile at him.
My fingers were trembling, my palms sweaty and I couldn't stop stamping my left foot on the ground out of nervousness.
"I'm fine," I replied before inhaling and exhaling some a
