Bidding War

Amy was standing behind the stage, and Dr. Jane was at the podium, partaking in the bid playfully. Meanwhile, Amy was sick to her stomach, her hands were sweating, and her stomach felt like it was about to rip open.

"Oh, gosh. Oh, gosh." Amy's anxiety is peaking. Amy did not like being the center of attention. 'Everything will be alright,' Amy chanted as she recalled the steps her therapist told her to follow in case of a panic attack. 'Fuck. Jim's boss is here, and almost everyone I work with is here. What if I'd be a laughing stack?' Amy quavered.

Amy looked at where Felix, Jen, and Souraved were sitting. She saw Jen whisper something to Felix. 'Fuck.' Amy shut her eyes, trying to hold back her tears.

"Amy," A familiar voice whispered.

"Felix," Amy cried. "Please get me out of here," she begged.

"You will be fine. I will bid for you. I will not let anyone win but me. Do you trust me?" Felix said as he put his hands on Amy's shoulders.