"In the depth of winter, I finally found that within me lay an invincible summer."
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Our Story
Written in the Stars
"The night we met, it was raining in Binondo. She was late. He was leaving. The universe had other plans."
Elena and Marcos first crossed paths at an art exhibit five years ago — both staring at the same photograph. They argued about its meaning for an hour and exchanged numbers so they could continue the argument. They never stopped talking since.
On the twelfth of December, beneath a sky they both love most in winter, they will become one.