A few months ago, I started noticing subtle differences in him. He was always tired, scratching at his back until his shirts were dusted with tiny lint marks. At first, I brushed it off as dry skin or mosquito bites — the kind of thing you ignore in a busy life.
But one morning, I pulled back the covers and lifted his shirt to apply some lotion… and what I saw made my breath catch.
The Red Marks
My heart started pounding.
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