Quince minutos de amor

Quince minutos de amor

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Para empezar esto no es una historia de amor. Imaginate que tenés el trabajo de tus sueños, donde hay adrenalina todos los días, con 28 años el mundo se rinde a tus pies. Vivís sola, en una ratonera, pero es tu ratonera. La vida te sonríe y de repente conoces al amor de tu vida. Es el hombre más increíble del mundo. Lo mejor de todo es que él quiere, y vos querés. De un día para el otro desaparece. Puff, se esfuma. Y de la peor manera descubrís que no te cortó, descubrís que murió. No solo eso. Te da la impresión de que a Pablo lo mataron, y vos, de alguna forma, tenés un pequeño poder para mover una pieza en ese tablero. ¿Tendrías el coraje de ir por el asesino?
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