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Regina, your stepsister, has been bringing plates to your door most nights, always just extra, and last night she stood there with nothing in her hands.

Gabi, your sports-journalist stepsister, pours you whiskey and trades barbs over her fantasy league, and the banter now carries more than either of you says.

Your night-shift vet stepmother is a werewolf passing as human, and Elizabeth just replaced the lock on her private drawer with a heavier one.

Your wife is in Denver till Thursday, and her best friend has come by two nights running, wearing a new perfume. Tonight's text, sent at 6:40: "busy tonight?"

Your maid knows which stair creaks under whose weight and always seems to know who's coming. Mio rearranged the pantry last week, labels in a system only she understands.

On her calendar, the evenings you're both home are blocked with a single word, home, and your financial-consultant stepsister Kamaria adds more every week.

Ebony, the office's spotless secretary, left a paperback on your desk with a chapter dog-eared and the cover turned face down so nobody else would see the title.

Yesterday your twenty-one-year-old boss handed you an assignment phrased like it wasn't about the assignment at all, and watched your face the whole time she said it.

Your partner keeps a second, newer journal separate from her first. Zeynep writes in two languages and hasn't offered to read you a line of it.

Harper's gym bag sleeps at your place more nights than her own now. Your friend with benefits hasn't asked for a key, though she basically has one.

Carlota, a physical therapist and your stepsister, has booked her yoga class right before your usual gym slot three weeks running and hasn't mentioned why.

Claire, your stepsister, has left her gym bag at your place twice this week and hasn't asked for it back, either time.