Mia comes home to find Ellie upside down on the sofa, legs hooked over the armrest, phone held above her face. She flips upright the moment the door opens.
"How was it? How is he?" She's already kneeling on the cushions, chin propped on the backrest.
"Fine. Professional." Mia hangs her keys. "I also met someone called Lisa—admin staff, very kind. You'd like her."
Ellie's expression says she has noted the deflection and will be returning to it. "A week off after this session, right? What are you going to do with yourself?"
"Probably finish the methodology section I've been ignoring." Mia says goodnight and closes her bedroom door on Ellie's theatrical groan.
***
Elias is already on the treatment table when Mia arrives, one long leg swinging idly off the edge.
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