The Rainbow After The Storm
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Do you like slow-burn romance with *a pinch of* angst?
Zeph was once a cheerful young man. His heart was constantly overflowing with excitement and love. except then his family and friends turned on him, leaving him with no one to love or rely on except himself. He felt alone and empty, and only his passion for painting and his greatest love could bring him back to life and allow him to experience all the colors he had not felt in a long time. If someone can make his colors shine, there must be someone who can do the opposite. Who could it possibly be?
!Disclaimer¡
^-Might be cliché
^-This book is in Zeph's POV.
^-This is greatly inspired by Your lie in April.
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