Bajo la misma lluvia
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Dejando atrás el amor idealizado casi perfecto, en esta versión veremos la vida mas real desde el punto de vista de cada personaje.
Ahora que la lluvia cae en sus rostros al mismo tiempo, al vencer varios obstáculos, cada historia refleja ese amor bajo la misma lluvia pero se dan cuenta que no todo acaba ahí y que ahora tendrán que lidiar con sus miedos, desnudando a plenitud sus almas, en la cual harán de todo por sanarlo, mejor dicho por no dañar en el mismo sitio.
Historias de personas que no mantienen tiempo lineal y sea cual sea que le des el orden a los capítulos te dará una historia en general diferente.
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