The cord mark that circled his neck was turning from red to a dirty rust, he noticed as he dried himself; then as he went into the bedroom, he saw that the blinds had been closed. The room was dim, but against the whiteness of his sheets, he could see the contrast of Tajli's brown and naked body. The ring he had given her was on one finger, and as she lifted her arms to welcome him, he could hear the rustling of gold bangles around her waist.
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