After two hours of preparation, Madison and I were finally sitting in the back of the car driving us to the press conference. Not even the constant hum of the engine could smooth out my nerves like it usually would. 

While Joe and the rest of the team—Cora included, after an apology and a promise to never go against me like that again—had gone ahead to prepare the venue and secure specific journalists, my house had been flooded with specialists rushing about to get us ready as ...