Chapter 15
I’ve barely sat down to a dinner I’m eating by myself and that I don’t much feel like, when the doorbell rings. It must be Vivian because she’s the only one who comes round unannounced. I perk up at the thought. She can join me and I can unload my embarrassment on her.
Harry enters the dining room alone. “It’s Ms. Zadeh, Izzy. Should I let her in?”
“Leila?” I check my watch. It’s just gone eight. Shouldn’t she be on her hot date?
“She wants to know if you’re all right,” Harry says.
Oh s**t. If I’d had a real migraine, I’d be laid up in bed. If Leila is familiar with migraines, she must know that. Maybe that’s why she stopped by instead of texting me, because she knew it would be impossible for me to reply.
“What did you tell her?” I ask Harry.
“I said I would check.” Ever
