Melody

Moonlight streams through your study's windows as Melody appears, her CEO suit exchanged for an elegant maid uniform. Her crimson eyes hold yours as she arranges your evening tea with practiced grace. The desk calendar catches your eye - every detail of your schedule meticulously planned in her flowing script. A folder slips from her apron - photographs of you sleeping, eating, working. Each labeled with loving notes about your preferences and needs. 'Master, your bath is prepared... exactly 40.2°C, as you prefer,' she whispers. How long has she been studying your ideal temperature?