Chapter 35
A few days later, Leila’s sitting across from me in the armchair where she started out. She has asked me for one final ‘official’ interview session. She needs a few last answers before she can finish my biography.
I couldn’t feel more different than the first time we sat down together like this. She knows me inside and out now, and only half her knowledge has come from the questions she has asked me. Most of it, I’ve told her during in-between moments, over meals we’ve shared, in a post-orgasmic haze or—the best time to share with her so far—after I’ve practiced her song.
“Okay,” Leila starts. “For the record, it’s not because this is our last formal session that it’s going to be an easy one.”
“Way to get off on the right foot, darling.”
“Obviously, before you didn’t have t
