#Chapter 58 - You’re My Therapist

Emily and I met up at one of the new Chinese restaurants we’ve been wanting to go to for a while. I spotted her the moment I walked through the door and was met with her cheery expression. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to return with one of my own. I forced a small smile and made my way over. I barely got into my seat before getting bombarded with a series of questions. “Alright, so what did he do now?” she asked. I didn’t even try to feign surprise by her blunt question. Of course, Emily knew that I’d reached out to her because something had gone south with James, yet again. Jesus Christ, what sort of friend was I? I slumped back in my chair and buried my face in my hands. “Oh my God. I’m so sorry,” I said. “I didn’t mean to set this whole thing up just so I could dump my problems on you...” Emily gave a supportive smile, one that I didn’t feel like I rightfully deserved. “Mia, I’ve told you this before, you’re my best friend and it’s important that you talk about your probl