LUCIEN'S POINT OF VIEW.

I watched on the sidelines with my hands in my pockets. The cameras clicked and flashed at every turn,  while the hall buzzed to life with each second that passed by.  The national debate wasn’t supposed to be just any event; it was Sloane’s ticket to being placed on the map. I understood why she was so worried.

She had too much riding on this, and all I could do was stand by her side and provide as much support as I could.

I waited for her to ...