Julieta decided to leave Spain to Portugal, where he moved the man she loves. Clear the house and cluttered cartons of things and memories, strong traces of a past that resurfaces relentless. A chance encounter with Beatriz, a friend of his daughter’s childhood, convinces her to stay in Madrid. That meeting is a sign, what lies ahead for thirteen years, the time that separates it from Antía. Prodigal daughter playing forever, Antía did lose all trace of self to that mother who blames blameless. Julieta waits as Penelope hanging by a thread and a diary which plays its history...
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