Brielle's POV
I continued to look at Tim, hoping that he wouldn't see me. I began to move behind Daylan as I took a sip of the champagne. Daylan turned around. I felt like I was suffocating, my heart beginning to beat fast. I gulped the rest of the champagne down and placed the empty glass on the table.
"Are you okay?" Daylan asked as I felt the warmth of his hand on my arm. I turned to face him and forced a smile.
"Yeah, perfect," I lied, but he wasn't convinced by it.
"You look flustered. With your condition, I need to be sure," he said.
"Ladies and gentlemen," Tim began, and I looked at him, still feeling Daylan's hand on me. Maybe Tim can't see me all the way over here. "I want to thank each one of you for being here this evening. MarTech Innovations are thrilled to be working
