POV: Yessica | Location: Edinburgh
The office was on India Street.
Third floor, neutral, the specific quality of a room designed to belong to no one — two sofas facing each other, a low table between them, good lighting that wasn't trying to be anything. Dr. Chen was already there when Yessica arrived at five fifty-eight. Dr. Walsh was beside her — sixties, measured, the kind of stillness that came from decades of sitting with difficult things.
Lewis was on the opposite sofa.
He looked at her when she came in. Not performing calm. Just present.
She sat down.
"Thank you both for coming," Dr. Walsh said. "This isn't a couples session. There's no agenda, no exercises, no homework. It's a conversation between two people who have been doing significant individual work, with both therapist
