“You told the truth but you're still a liar...”*
Blair was sprawled on his bed with headphones on, staring at the ceiling. The press conference was over and his life lay in tatters around his feet. Everything he'd worked for, gone in the blink of an eye. And if he was honest, he only had himself to blame. How had he ever expected to walk the tightrope without losing his balance and plunging into the abyss? He'd been lying to himself.
Now he'd fallen on his sword, given up everything to protect Jim. The universe had an ironic sense of humor. In order to preserve the truth, he'd had to lie. An ethical dilemma without a winner. Publicly declaring yourself a fraud was hardly honorable. Yet his selfless act had saved Jim.
Guilt was inevitable, damned no matter what. If Blair had told the honest truth, he would have ruined his best friend's life. In the end he knew he wouldn't have been able to live with that. Instead, he'd lied to the world, let down all the people who'd helped him in his career. Lived with self-condemnation.
None of that really mattered though, only one thing did: Jim.