In 'We are not going back', Eleonora, a dedicated attorney in her thirties working for President Kamala Harris, faces a tumultuous personal life as she grapples with her strained marriage to Olivia Coleman, a rising Republican star and 2028 presiden...
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The lights in the room felt brighter than usual, almost glaring, as the reporter’s voice rang out with the first question. I had known this was coming- the whispers, the accusations, the endless speculation about my relationship with Eleonora. They had been circling for weeks, and now, with Olivia’s rise in the polls, it was inevitable that the press would want a definitive answer.
“Madam President, there have been rumors about an alleged affair between you and Eleonora Coleman-Le Roux. Can you address those claims directly?”
I smiled, keeping my posture relaxed. I had been in politics too long to let questions like this rattle me. “My focus has always been, and will continue to be, on serving the American people. That’s what this administration is about- creating a better future for everyone.”
The reporter leaned forward, unsatisfied with my deflection. “But what about the specifics, Madam President? The public has a right to know whether there’s any truth to these allegations. Were you involved with Mrs. Coleman-Le Roux while she was married to Olivia Coleman?”
"They are still married," I maintained my calm, my hands folded on my lap. “I think the real question here is about leadership and integrity. Mrs. Coleman has made some serious accusations, but let’s remember the kind of person we’re talking about. Olivia, a candidate who has lied, manipulated, and used her platform for personal gain. That’s the real issue at hand.”
The room buzzed as the reporters exchanged glances, some scribbling down notes, others preparing their follow-up questions. I could see their determination- they weren’t going to let this go.
“Are you saying Olivia Coleman is lying about your relationship with her wife?” another reporter chimed in, her voice sharper, pushing for a crack in my facade.
I took a slow breath, keeping my gaze steady. “What I’m saying is that Olivia will say anything to further her career. This isn’t about me or Eleonora- it’s about Olivia’s willingness to throw anyone under the bus to get ahead. It’s sad, really.”
“Eleonora Coleman-Le Roux resigned from her position at the White House shortly after these rumors surfaced. Can you explain why?”
I had expected that one. It was a predictable question, and I had rehearsed my response. “I have great respect for Eleonora Coleman-Le Roux. She’s a strong, intelligent woman who’s been through more than most people could imagine. Her resignation was a personal decision, and I respect that. But let me be clear: the fact that she is forced to endure what she did, being married to a woman like Olivia Coleman, is a tragedy. No one deserves that.”
The room shifted, the air thickening with tension. I knew the reporters could sense there was more I wasn’t saying, but I wasn’t about to give them the satisfaction of cracking under their pressure.
“Do you feel responsible for her resignation? Was there an agreement between the two of you?” The question was more direct this time, cutting closer to what they wanted- an admission, something they could use.
I smiled again, cooler this time. “I feel bad for Eleonora because she’s been dragged through the mud by her wife. Olivia has consistently used Eleonora as a pawn in her political games, and I think that’s something we should all be concerned about.”
There was a pause, and then another reporter jumped in, his voice rising above the murmur of the crowd. “So you’re not denying that there was a relationship between you and Eleonora Coleman-Le Roux?”
I leaned forward, meeting his gaze head-on. “I’m not here to discuss my personal life. I’m here to talk about the future of this country. And I think the American people deserve leaders who are honest and trustworthy, something that has been severely lacking in Olivia Coleman’s campaign.”
The silence that followed was almost deafening. They wanted more, but I wasn’t going to give it to them. I had made my point, and I wasn’t going to let them pull me into their trap.
One last question cut through the quiet, this time from the back of the room. “Madam President, do you regret anything regarding your relationship with Mrs. Coleman-Le Roux?”
I paused, letting the weight of the question settle. “The only regret I have is that Eleonora has been put through hell because of her marriage to Olivia. No one deserves that.”
With that, I stood, signaling the end of the interview. As I walked out of the room, I could feel the eyes of the reporters on my back, still hungry for a confession, for some shred of vulnerability. But they wouldn’t get it- not from me. I wasn’t Olivia. I wouldn't purposefully hurt Eleonora. Not again.
