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Prologue

Benny Leon stood in the dimly lit study of his late brother, Arun. The room smelled faintly of sandalwood and ink, remnants of Arun’s quiet habits. On the desk lay a small, worn leather-bound diary. It had been with Arun as long as anyone could remember, and now, in his absence, it felt like a Pandora’s box. Benny hesitated before opening it, a knot tightening in his chest. Was he ready to know the truths his brother had carried in silence?

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As Benny opened the diary, the first entry revealed a delicate script, meticulously neat yet trembling with emotion:

I am a storm trapped in the guise of a calm sea. No one must ever know.

Benny began to read, and Arun’s life unfolded in his mind, each page a window into a world both familiar and deeply alien.

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