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¿Cómo saber que el amor de tu vida está frente a tí? ¿Cómo saber que es la persona correcta? Estás preguntas pasan por la cabeza de muchas personas y lo peor es que nadie sabe aún la respuesta correcta. Liz tenía tan solo quince años cuando conoció a su verdadero amor, ¿Pero como alguien tan joven e inexperta podría saberlo? Con tanta vida por delante y un mundo entero por descubrir. Pero el hilo rojo que une a todas las almas gemelas, jamás se rompe, jamás se equivoca al unir a dos corazones que harán de todo para estar juntos. Podrán estar con otras personas pero jamás sentirán lo que es estar con su ser amado, con su alma gemela. Podrá Liz ser fuerte y aventurarse en este camino tan duro y desafiante con tal de tener el amor que se nos asigna desde antes de nacer.
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