Samika's POV
I am a wreck of millions of nerves. The word anxiety is falling short. I keep taking deep, steady breaths since morning but even that is not helping with the calming me down thing.
I sit down before the mirror with the makeup artist looking at me. I just told her to give me a minute and then she can start her work. She is patient but I just cannot do this, I think.
Today is the day the world is finally coming to know of my entry as Kate Adams's daughter and the heir to his business world. I am going to meet several people who are already famous and legendary. What if I just trip and fall flat on my face?
"It's okay, ma'am. You will do good" the make-up artist tells me as if she read my mind, and I just smile at her.
I then allow her to do my makeup and I do exactly a
