Summer Valencia Alvarez is the sweet, full of life and innocent girl of Quezon. She is so loved by her grandmother. At a very young age she has learned about the tale of the first rain in May through the bedtime stories of her lola. "Apo, darating ang araw, isang ulan, at isang taong makikita mo sa unang ulan ng Mayo. Doon mag uumpisang umikot at umibig ang puso mo." As a girl her age, she's most likely to believe with fairytales, and myths about love. Her lola's words always remind her of a promising future ahead of her. It becomes her standard of finding love.. Therefore, her summer days are always spent patiently waiting for the man in the rain. She's patiently waiting for a rain in her summer. This is a story of young love, finding home, and trusting the process of healing, forgiving, and learning. It entails closing our naked eyes and simply trusts what's inside our hearts. ***** This is an on-going story. Between my two published stories, this one is what I'm trying to finish with all my aim. I'll update this from time to time. Started Writing : April 23, 2020 Feel free to vote and recommend my story. Lovelots, Goddess of Ears 🧚♀️
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