“Are you alright, Miss Elena?” Mr. Williams asked, looking at me with a grave level of concern.
“I’m…fine,” I said, trying hard to not show how nervous I was. But hiding it only increased the suffocation I was feeling.
There was a crippling knot in my chest. My fingers were shaky and numb. My heart thumping so loud. And my feet were sweaty inside my shoes.
I wasn't alright. How could I be?
“It's just a meeting, Ma'am. Try to relax.” Mr. Williams said with a comforting smile. He did seem relaxed. Probably because this was his work and he's done it all his life.
He's gone through such meetings. Held them. So he was naturally accustomed to them.
I, on the other hand, had every reason to be freaking out. This was my first meeting — my first meeting as a proxy. And my first meeting t
