' s Senate campaign was the biggest night of her career. I had orchestrated every detail, from the gue

e. She looked radiant, powerful. The crowd of D.C. elites was captiva

iced sincerity. "You all know me as a fighter for the people. But tonight,

me. I smiled b

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ries. Instead, it was a picture of me, a candid shot from a few years ago, laugh

meeting with a powerful male senator. The angle w

could feel hundreds of

e dripping with a meaning that turned my stomach. "He has a very

, and the air was sucked out of my lungs. It was a photo from our bedroom. I was asleep, turned away from t

e righteousness, "comes from sleeping his way through Washin

m curdled into a sic

datory grin. "So tonight, for any of you who pledge your full and unwavering support to m

in the air. "He'll do whatever it

ront of everyone. My wife was s