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Arun woke to silence.

Not the usual, peaceful kind — but the heavy quiet that made every creak of the old mansion sound louder than it should.

The morning light slipped through the curtains, pale and cold. For a few seconds, he just lay there, trying to remember where he was. The scent of the sheets, faintly expensive cologne and smoke, brought it all back.

Riku’s mansion.

He sat up quickly