"Of course! Please, take a few more pictures!" Linda said with a smile before quietly stepping aside.
Before she left, she seemed to say something to Claire Sinclair, but it was too noisy to hear clearly. It sounded like words of encouragement, something about not being nervous.
Unfortunately, Claire Sinclair was nervous anyway.
The scene looked glamorous on TV, but for a professional newcomer who had never experienced such a grand event, it required immense mental fortitude.
Claire Sinclair desperately wanted to overcome her anxiety, but the camera flashes were too dazzling. She was finding it hard to cope.
Her legs grew weaker and weaker.
'I can't go on. My legs, I can barely lift them...'
Claire cried out internally. 'This is bad. I don't think I can stay on my feet. What do I do?'
Seemingly sensing her distress, Linda hurried back to support her. "Claire Sinclair, what's wrong?"
