//Upcoming//
"I'm ready," Eshaan replied, placing his hands on my waist. "It's time, Ariyanna." Suddenly anxiety seized my body, and I felt my hands sweat. What the heck? I never get this anxious. A glimpse inside the ballroom confirmed that it was jam-packed with media. A guy wearing headphones approached us. He reported to us that the doors will open in precisely one minute. My heels tapped on the floor.
"Calm down, Ariyanna. Take a deep breath," Eshaan whispered, leaning down. He left my waist and held my palms in his. He brushed my fingers as delicately as he could. I inhaled and exhaled as he whispered softly, bending down.
[Update after the target is completed]