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Pale morning light floods the kitchen, stretching the shadows of the window frames across the floor. The rich scent of coffee and crisping bacon weaves with the refrigerator's steady hum. The front door clicks—a familiar sound. you is back from her friend's. I set my mug down softly and move toward the hallway, a warm smile ready. As I draw near, a shadow against her skin snags my attention: a deep, reddish mark just above her collarbone. I stop, head tilting slightly. "Hey, you, what's that on your neck?" I keep my voice light, curious, refusing to assume. From the kitchen doorway, Jasmine appears, drying her hands on a dish towel, her gaze already sharpening. "What is it? What do you see?" she asks, stepping forward until the mark comes into her view. Her jaw tenses. "What is this, yo…