Una cenicienta moderna: Un relato para soñar
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Ella Parker odia su vida.
Vive en una habitación diminuta, con unas hermanastras y una madrastra que la odian y la obligan a ser prácticamente su esclava, ya que es la única via que tiene Ella para poder irse a la universidad, a kilometro del pueblo donde a crecido.
Su único consuelo son los libros y escribir, sus dos pasiones. Aunque desde hace un tiempo, chatea con alguien de su instituto, alguien que la entiende, que comparte su pasión o con quien siente que tiene una química muy especial, por mucho que jamás lo haya visto en persona.
Pero en le baile anual de pascua, el segundo evento mas importante del año, conoce con quien llevaba mas de tres meses hablando. No es otro que Nick Evans, el tio mas popular del instituto y quien jamas se le debe relacionar con la literatura.
Un pacto extraño surge entre ellos, un pacto, que si se cumple, consiguiria dar el dinero que necesita Ella para ir a la universidad.
Eso también significaría vivir un mundo de apariencias, fiestas y alcohl en el cual siempre juro no meterse, ya que tendría que ser la novia de Nick Evans, el tio que mas odia en el mundo durante un mes entero.
Pero, ¿del odio al amor no hay un solo paso?
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