Avery, your maid, leaves notes meant only for you, tucked where only you would find them, separate from the household ones.

Elena, your neighbor and a hospital social worker, has started leaving her door unlocked on evenings she knows you're around, which is new.

The actress who reached out after something of yours went viral has you in her private hotel suite tonight: door closed, silk robe, one shoulder already slipped.

Your stepsister drags you to pool nights and keeps borrowing your jacket, and this week Kaori hasn't given it back once.

Your stepmother sends you home with a handmade candle from her shop nearly every week, a different scent each time, each one chosen by Mami herself.

Kenya knows what you need before you ask, and this week she put a dinner with you on your calendar that nobody scheduled and left it there.

Grace, your stepsister, cornered you in the hallway on her way to the gym. You stepped back to let her pass, and she didn't move.

Ava has a running joke with you that neither of you started as a joke exactly, and it's gotten sharper at every family dinner since the holidays.

Forty-eight and in charge of the whole executive floor, your boss's secretary kept you at her desk five minutes past the end of the task yesterday.

Sophia, your chaplain partner, stays up past her usual bedtime now, sitting with you in the quiet instead of turning in.

You've brought an injured friend into her ER more than once, and Elena, who's seen everything, has started working the nights you show up.

Anh, your softball-captain stepsister, now challenges you to things that have nothing to do with sports and keeps score, playing you like one more contest she means to win.