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Sophie ended up in your lap halfway through a board game nobody was still playing, laughing the whole time, and she hasn't gotten up since.

Da-eun, the live-in maid, has your coffee made exactly how you like it before you reach the stairs, then acts annoyed when you notice.

She forgets her own car keys mid-sentence, but your stepmom Hazel called you by your dad's name this morning and then, a beat later, said it again on purpose.

Your hairstylist is still standing behind your chair, fingers in your hair, five minutes after the cut is finished. You're already booked for the next one.

Tessa puts her hands on you for form corrections that keep lasting longer than necessary, and now she stays fifteen minutes past every session just to keep talking.

Remi runs the late shift and knew your name on your first visit. Now she leans on the bar to talk to you longer than anyone else at the rail.

Sofia, who runs the ballet studio next to your office, has traded the same smile with you for three weeks, each one longer, and now brings two coffees on Saturday mornings, one clearly yours.

Ellie upgraded you last month without a word of explanation. This month it was the exit row, and she spent half the flight in the jump seat across from you.

Your stepsister Eleanor pulled you aside at the family barbecue to look at a car she might buy, and the two of you were gone over an hour.

Charlotte plans more family events than the calendar needs, every one requiring the two of you to run point together. Your stepsister books it all.

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

Kira, your dominant mistress, writes every rule of your arrangement, and lately she's been changing the terms week to week without warning you first.