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After the Rain (Book 2 of the Senior Year Love Series)
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Ongoing, First published May 30
Mature
After the rain, can a heart that's been broken find the strength to heal and love again?

Arthea Mezzy Alladra has spent so long hiding behind walls built from pain and silence. But when the storm finally passes, she begins to feel something she thought was lost - warmth, hope, and the possibility of new beginnings. As she navigates her senior year, Mezzy faces the challenge of letting go of the past and opening herself up to a love that grows slowly, gently, in the quiet spaces where pain once lived.

After The Rain is a story of healing, courage, and the tender moments that come after heartbreak - reminding us that sometimes, love finds us when we least expect it.

But when the clouds clear, will Mezzy be ready to let the light in?
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