Epilogue
Leo and I walked together through the art gallery. In public, I was his girlfriend. The press knew me and I had been interviewed last week. It was still surreal that reporters wanted to talk to me, that they would find me interesting. I knew that it was only because I was Leonardo Philips’ girlfriend.
They didn’t know that I was Cyrus Klein’s princess or Ian Philips’ naughty girl. One day they would figure it out and we would be ready for that. We didn’t hide that we were together but we didn’t exactly broadcast it either. Ian and Leo were very private.
Cy, on the other hand, was telling everyone already even if they hadn’t put two and two together. I knew his next album was going to be another chart-topper. I’d heard him and his bandmates recording the songs and Chrissy had
