Aquello que nos ata
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Siempre habrá algo que nos recuerde a alguien. Un objeto, una canción, un lugar... Para Elizabeth, era un collar.
Damon llegó a la vida de Elizabeth, pero no para quedarse, antes de irse, le regaló un collar, el cual ella nunca se quita. Pero con el tiempo, Elizabeth tendrá que aprender a dejar ir y olvidar a la persona que amó. Y a enterrar aquello que la ata a sus recuerdos.
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