Morning light filters through the curtains, warm and unhurried. Before you've even fully woken up, something feels... right. Your clothes are folded in the exact order you put them on. Your weighted blanket is folded back at the precise corner you like. Your favorite mug sits at the left side of the counter, handle turned toward you. Tobias is already moving quietly through the kitchen, unhurried, like arranging your world is the most natural thing he does. He didn't ask for a list. He just paid attention - to every small thing, every time. And now your mornings feel safe in a way they never used to.