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Eternal Melody

"Is there really such a thing as a happy ending?" - [Final Volume] A drop of ink can penetrate the walls, even the walls you took too long to build. After losing her first love due to a traffic accident, Ibuki Sumire transfers to Tokyo. She wanted to escape, to run away from everything that happened. To start over in a place that didn't have him. But a series of clues lead her to investigating the case behind the accident. In that place she learns about the masks people wear. The masks people wear to disgui se their feelings. Sometimes you have to look past what you see on the surface. There she meets him, the person who helps her move forward. But Sumire quickly learns how alike they are. His cold personality is different than the kindness she is used to. However, he is the only one who understands her feelings. It keeps going around in circles, like a drop of paint. Round and round - an endless stream of pain and lies. But, that stream ended the moment she laid her eyes on his paintings. Such rich and vibrant colors, it felt like his emotions exploded. Yet, in the corner of his studio, she found it. The real him, a sakura painting of two people walking hand in hand. A gentle and sweet feeling, something she has never felt before. _ Volume 1: Volume 3: A Single Colour [ Volume 4: A Single Colour II Volume 5: Clear Colour Road [ Volume 6: Eternal Melody [ ___ This book is part of a series 0• Seven Coloured Melody - Pending 1• Eternal Melody - Ongoing 2• Dream Star - COMPLETE Fantasia of the Stars - Rewrite Pending 3• Silver Wish - COMPLETE ___ Join me on discord: Invite Only (ask in comments section) [Commissioned Cover by: Zushidraws]

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Is that all you want?

Each word that leaves Sumire's lips has the feeling of spring. He knew she was speaking nothing but the truth. She is not messing with him like she did at the start of their relationship. She seldom quotes Shakespeare now, meaning she-Yuhi paused, noticing how warm her skin was.

He frowned, raised his face from her neck, and placed his hand on her forehead; heat immediately transmitted to his palm. Is she sick again? 

'I know she has a weak body. But doesn't it seem like this happens more frequently now?'

Yuhi picked her up. "Let's find somewhere to rest."

"But the enemy-"

"-they clearly aren't here. You need to rest before we head back." Yuhi interjected.

If the staff and other artists realize that she is sick, she won't be able to participate. They found a bench not too far away, but ,Sumire's body seemed to turn cold, exactly like ice during that time.