Page 6 of The Last Session

“The mirror?”

“It’s not just that,” I protested. “I’ve seen her before. Her specifically.”

“Hmm. Long-lost twin? Alternate reality Thea?” Dom scooped up a forkful of rice. “The possibilities are endless.”

“Truly.” I grabbed the remote. “Okay. Ready to see Hunter meet Tiff’s family?”

“Uh, yeah. One sec.” She leaned forward, unfurling like a spider, and set her container on the coffee table. “There’s something I wanted to talk to you about.”

“Sure.” I felt a flash of unease.

“So…” She fixed her slate-gray eyes on me. “Amelia and I have been getting more serious. And we’ve decided to move in together.”

I froze, shocked.Amelia?Dom was nonmonogamous and often dating multiple people. Had I heard the name Amelia before? I definitely hadn’t met her.

“Sorry, who?” I asked.

“I met her at the sex toy expo last summer. We were casual through the fall, but then this winter… I don’t know, something just clicked. You probably noticed I’m, like, never here.”

“I have noticed that.”

“I’m always at Amelia’s.” Dom shrugged. “She has a rad apartment, but unfortunately her building got bought and everyone’s getting kicked out. So… since our lease is up, too, I thought it seemed like perfect timing.”

“Oh. I see.” Panic surged up through my chest. Was I going to have to find a new roommate? Share a bathroom with a complete stranger? The other option was living in a tiny studio far away, which I’d done throughout grad school. I couldn’t go back to that. Especially not when I was still recovering from my breakup with Ryan two months before.

Dom took a long sip, studying me.

“Are you still dating other people?” I asked.

“We decided to just focus on each other for now. But we may open up again down the road.” A cute smile pulled at her lips. “It’s just… God, I don’t know. I’m in love! I haven’t felt this way in so long. Not since Mara.”

“That’s great.” I tried to smile. “I’m so happy for you.”

“I’m sorry to spring it on you like this.”

“No, I get it.” I kept my interested expression fixed. “Are you finding a new place?”

“No, she’ll move in here.” Dom looked around, considering. “She’s at a private practice, too, but all of her sessions are virtual, so we figured we’d turn the second bedroom into an office.”

Oh. So I was getting kicked out. Okay. Tears formed behind my eyes, but I held them at bay.

“I hope that’s cool.” She touched my forearm. “I’m going to miss living with you.”

“Me too,” I managed. “But it’s fine. I totally understand.”

“Good.” She leaned back, relieved. “I’m sure you can find something nearby. Oh, and Amelia’s cousin works at a moving company; she can totally get you a deal.”

“Great.” I shoved a spring roll in my mouth so I wouldn’t have to speak.

“Thanks for being so chill about this.” She picked up her rice. “I know things have been tough for you after the breakup.”

So she did remember. It felt too vulnerable to agree, so I downplayed it. “I’d barely call it that. We dated for like four months.”

Her brow wrinkled. “Yeah, but it sounded pretty serious. Weren’t you calling him your boyfriend?”

“For like a week.” I tried to laugh, but it sounded more like a honk.

“Commitment-phobe.” She shook her head.

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