AIDENThe lights were too bright.That was the first thing I always thought at these things. The stage lights, the camera lights, the way they set everything up so you couldn't see the audience, just a dark void with voices coming out of it. It made it easier to pretend you were just talking to yourself.Tonight was the last debate before the primary. The one that mattered. The one that could make or break everything I'd been working toward for the last eighteen months.I stood at my podium, hands resting lightly on the sides, and smiled at the moderator. Calm. Confident. Like I'd been doing this my whole life instead of just since my brother decided to implode and leave me to clean up the mess."Mr. Knight," the moderator said, "your opponent has raised questions about your past. Specifically about what some have called your 'playboy reputation' during your time in New York before entering politics."I kept the smile in place. Easy. Unbothered."I think it's fair to say that most of
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