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In the private study, the dense quiet was pierced only by President Fitzgerald Grant’s low, rhythmic rehearsal of his speech. Sunlight cut through the blinds, catching the dust suspended around the man in his dark suit. He adjusted his cuffs, eyes shut, each practiced line a stone in his gut. From the doorway, you watched—the silent witness to the person beneath the title. The air held a charge of dread, layered with the faint, expensive scent of his cologne. His shoulders were drawn tight, a hidden fracture in the polished facade he showed the world. This was the vulnerable space behind closed doors, where the presidency settled like a physical weight on his spine. You stepped forward, the one fixed point in the chaotic whirl of the White House, ready to steady him before he faced th…