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“Christ.” Will’s eyes closed. “I need a minute.”
“Thought you might.”
I leaned back against the sofa, struggling not to freak out. Maybe I shouldn’t have said anything. I could have explained things without giving him a name. But I didn’t want to keep lying to him, not when he deserved more.
“Did you know about my connection to . . .” he seemed to struggle for the right words. “To Senator Reynolds?”
“I saw the picture of the two of you the night we went back to your place. That’s why I stopped things. I realized who you were, and I knew you guys were connected. I try to stay away from anyone even peripherally affiliated with my father. There’s a lifetime of bad blood there.”
“We’re not close at all. He knows my grandfather, and I met with him a few times when I was thinking about declaring my candidacy. He was one of the party members who convinced me to run. He did it as a favor to my grandfather. I know his daughter, Blair, the best. She and my sister, Monica, went to college together and are close.”
So he did know my sisters. I wasn’t surprised by the political connection between his grandfather and my father, but I still didn’t like it. But I liked Will too much for it to make a difference.
“That’s why you don’t get involved with politicians, isn’t it?”
I nodded. “Partly. But there’s more to it. My father is merely one in a long line of politicians my mother’s been with. There’ve been some decent guys, but most have been exactly like my father: married, seemingly upstanding citizens with perfect families, who keep a mistress on the side. I didn’t want to be a part of that. I didn’t want some guy to think he could make me that. If I’m with a guy, it’s on my own terms. I don’t let anyone use me. Not like she does.
“My background makes it impossible for any politician to get involved with me. It would be political suicide for them, and it would kill my consulting career. So, yeah. That’s why.”
“I’m sorry.” Will shook his head. “I’m so sorry you had to deal with this. I had no idea.” Again he seemed to struggle to find the right words. “I never thought—I mean he just seemed to be—”
“Everything he pretends to be?”
Will nodded.
“Yeah, he’s not. I doubt my mother was the first woman he fooled around with, and I don’t think she was the last. His perfect family is built on a tower of lies, and my existence is the piece that could bring it all crashing down.”
Will stood up from the couch, pacing around the living room. “And you’ve never talked to him? He’s never acknowledged his responsibility to you? Never taken care of you? Are you sure he even knows?”
“He knows. There was money when I was younger, a fixed sum he gave my mother. But that ran out pretty quickly, and she signed away any rights to come back for more.”
“He could have paid child support. Something.”
“He would have ruined her if she pushed for more, if she went public with my paternity. Plus it would have definitely cramped her style. What politician would have gotten involved with her after she single-handedly brought down a man’s career? It would have been ugly, and messy, and in the end, what would it have accomplished, really?
“He probably paid more than what she would have made in child support. It wasn’t his fault that she has a taste for the finer things and a poor grasp on reality.”
“And you never demanded more from him?”
“Like what? Went after him for money? Blackmailed him?” My voice dripped with scorn.
“I’m not saying I think you’re capable of that, it just seems wrong that he got away without taking responsibility for what he did to you.”
I shrugged. “I was angry with him for a long time. I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that part of my motivation for joining Capital Confessions was a chance to expose some of his lies. I’ve leaked enough to take some of the shine off of his reputation.” And enjoyed every minute of it.
“But I’m not going to risk my career because of my father. I think we both know not to antagonize each other too much. He’s left me alone. I doubt he’ll blackball me because I’m sure he realizes if he does, I’ll hold a press conference exposing his secrets. And I’m not going to out him because the second I do, my career will be over. It’s not worth it. He’s not worth it.”
“And what about you?”
“What do you mean?”
“Are you okay? It has to hurt.”
“Not anymore. This isn’t a new development for me. This is my life. When I was a kid, I would ask about my father occasionally, but it wasn’t like I missed him. And then when I realized who he was, realized the kind of person he was, I hated him.”
“Do you have any interest in the rest of them—in your sisters?”
“No.”
“I’ve known Blair for years; she’s a good person, Jackie. And Kate’s nice.” He hesitated for a second. “She’s your age.”
I laughed bitterly. “What, we’re all going to be one big happy family? Please. Do you really think they’re going to accept me—their father’s bastard? I’m pretty sure I’m the last thing they want.”
“You could try.”
“I don’t need them. I’m fine without them.

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"Kristus." Will mata tertutup. "Saya perlu berjalan.""Pikir Anda mungkin."Aku bersandar kembali sofa, berjuang untuk tidak panik. Mungkin saya seharusnya tidak mengatakan apa-apa. Aku bisa menjelaskan hal-hal tanpa memberinya nama. Tapi aku tidak ingin menjaga berbohong kepadanya tidak Kapan dia pantas."Apakah Anda tahu tentang koneksi saya ke..." ia tampak berjuang untuk kata yang tepat. " Untuk Senator Reynolds?""Aku melihat gambar Anda berdua malam kami kembali ke tempat Anda. Itu sebabnya aku berhenti hal. Saya menyadari yang Anda, dan aku tahu kalian terhubung. Saya mencoba untuk menjauh dari siapa pun bahkan peripherally berafiliasi dengan ayah saya. Ada seumur hidup buruk darah tidak.""Kami tidak dekat sama sekali. Dia tahu kakek saya, dan aku bertemu dengannya beberapa kali ketika aku berpikir tentang menyatakan pencalonan saya. Ia adalah salah satu anggota partai yang meyakinkan saya untuk menjalankan. Dia melakukannya sebagai nikmat kepada kakek saya. Aku tahu putrinya, Blair, yang terbaik. Dia dan kakak saya, Monica, pergi ke perguruan tinggi bersama-sama dan dekat."Jadi dia tahu saudara saya. Aku tidak terkejut oleh koneksi politik antara kakek dan ayah saya, tetapi saya masih tidak menyukainya. Tapi saya suka akan terlalu banyak untuk itu untuk membuat perbedaan."Itu sebabnya Anda tidak terlibat dengan politisi, bukan?"Aku mengangguk. "Sebagian. Tapi ada lebih dari itu. Ayah saya hanyalah satu di garis panjang politisi ibuku telah dengan. Sudah ada beberapa orang yang layak, tetapi sebagian besar telah persis seperti ayahku: menikah, warga yang tampaknya terhormat dengan sempurna Keluarga, yang tetap Nyonya di sisi. Aku tidak ingin menjadi bagian dari itu. Saya tidak ingin orang berpikir dia bisa membuat saya itu. Jika saya dengan seorang pria, itu adalah pada istilah saya sendiri. Aku tidak membiarkan siapa pun yang menggunakan saya. Tidak seperti yang dia lakukan."Latar belakang saya menjadikannya mustahil bagi setiap politisi untuk terlibat dengan saya. Itu akan menjadi suicide politik untuk mereka, dan itu akan membunuh karir saya konsultasi. Jadi, ya. Itulah sebabnya mengapa.""Saya minta maaf." Akan menggelengkan kepala. "Saya minta maaf Anda harus berurusan dengan hal ini. Aku tidak tahu." Sekali lagi dia tampak berjuang untuk menemukan kata yang tepat. "Saya tidak pernah berpikir — aku berarti ia hanya tampaknya menjadi —""Segalanya ia berpura-pura menjadi?"Akan mengangguk."Ya, dia adalah tidak. Aku ragu ibuku adalah wanita pertama yang ia tertipu sekitar dengan, dan saya tidak berpikir dia adalah yang terakhir. Keluarganya sempurna dibangun pada sebuah menara kebohongan, dan keberadaan saya adalah bagian yang bisa membawa semua menabrak turun."Akan berdiri dari sofa, mondar-mandir di sekitar ruang tamu. "Dan Anda sudah pernah berbicara dengannya? Dia tidak pernah telah mengakui tanggung jawabnya kepada Anda? Pernah mengurus Anda? Apakah Anda yakin dia bahkan tahu?""Dia tahu. Ada uang ketika saya masih muda, jumlah yang tetap dia memberikan ibu saya. Tapi itu berlari keluar cukup cepat, dan ia menandatangani hak apa pun untuk datang kembali untuk lebih.“He could have paid child support. Something.”“He would have ruined her if she pushed for more, if she went public with my paternity. Plus it would have definitely cramped her style. What politician would have gotten involved with her after she single-handedly brought down a man’s career? It would have been ugly, and messy, and in the end, what would it have accomplished, really?“He probably paid more than what she would have made in child support. It wasn’t his fault that she has a taste for the finer things and a poor grasp on reality.”“And you never demanded more from him?”“Like what? Went after him for money? Blackmailed him?” My voice dripped with scorn.“I’m not saying I think you’re capable of that, it just seems wrong that he got away without taking responsibility for what he did to you.”I shrugged. “I was angry with him for a long time. I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that part of my motivation for joining Capital Confessions was a chance to expose some of his lies. I’ve leaked enough to take some of the shine off of his reputation.” And enjoyed every minute of it.“But I’m not going to risk my career because of my father. I think we both know not to antagonize each other too much. He’s left me alone. I doubt he’ll blackball me because I’m sure he realizes if he does, I’ll hold a press conference exposing his secrets. And I’m not going to out him because the second I do, my career will be over. It’s not worth it. He’s not worth it.”“And what about you?”“What do you mean?”“Are you okay? It has to hurt.”“Not anymore. This isn’t a new development for me. This is my life. When I was a kid, I would ask about my father occasionally, but it wasn’t like I missed him. And then when I realized who he was, realized the kind of person he was, I hated him.”“Do you have any interest in the rest of them—in your sisters?”“No.”“I’ve known Blair for years; she’s a good person, Jackie. And Kate’s nice.” He hesitated for a second. “She’s your age.”I laughed bitterly. “What, we’re all going to be one big happy family? Please. Do you really think they’re going to accept me—their father’s bastard? I’m pretty sure I’m the last thing they want.”“You could try.”“I don’t need them. I’m fine without them.