What confused me was that by this point, Trump was winning the race for the nomination. He had vanquished everyone but Ted Cruz, who was at least as disliked by Republicans as Trump was and way behind in the delegate count. The prospect of Trump as the nominee was getting more and more likely, and yet he maintained his focus on me. If winning couldn't distract him from coming after me, would anything? This will keep going until he chooses to stop or he loses, I thought. But he wasn't stopping, and he wasn't losing. That meant I likely had months-or even months plus eight years-more of this. Over
by Megyn Kelly
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In her book "Settle for More," Megyn Kelly reflects on the unexpected nature of Donald Trump's focus on her during the Republican nomination race. At that stage, Trump had largely outperformed the other candidates, with only Ted Cruz remaining, who was similarly unpopular among the party base but significantly trailing in delegates. Kelly was struck by the fact that despite Trump’s front-runner status, he chose to keep directing his attention toward her, raising questions about what could possibly divert him from this course of action.

Kelly realized that this relentless focus meant she might face ongoing conflict with Trump for an extended period. She speculated that the situation would persist until he either chose to cease his attacks or faced defeat in the primaries. With neither outcome appearing imminent, she braced herself for the possibility of enduring these confrontations for months or even longer, acknowledging the reality that Trump's campaign was a force she would have to contend with for the foreseeable future.

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