♪ Now you are here with me. No second thoughts. You’ve decided. Decided.
Past the point of no return, no backward glances. Our games of make believe are at an end. ♪
- I was interrogated in prison. And I guess I panicked. I didn’t want to be a risk to the people close to me, so…
- You deleted your friends?
- My friends, anyone who ever helped me, my family.
- Your family?
- Of course, my family.
- How could you do that?
- Well, I don’t know. I suppose I must have loved them.
Oh, how could I be a model? I have no illusions about my looks. I think my face is funny.
Whatever nightmares the future holds are dreams compared to what is behind me.