Tus Veranos Y MIS Inviernos / Your Summers and My Winters

Tus veranos y mis inviernos es la historia de Maider, pero podría ser la tuya. No todos los amores de verano mueren al llegar el otoño...>Pero Maider pronto descubrió que del odio al amor solo hay un paso y que ese chico gamberro que no la dejaba tranquila en el fondo seguía siendo el mismo muchacho dulce que una tarde de verano le regaló un Frigopie y que, en un descuido, también le robó el corazón. Juntos vivieron una preciosa historia de amor que los marcó para siempre, pero que también los destrozó. Cuando años después Maider regresa a Benicàssim con su vida ya encaminada, tendrá que asumir que, tratándose de Rubén, tal vez haya algunas heridas que no puede cerrar sola. Un viaje nostálgico a los noventa. Para perdonar, para recordar y para volver a sentir mariposas. Porque hay amores que no pudieron ser, aunque deberían haber sido. Tus veranos y mis inviernos es la historia de Maider, pero podría ser la tuya. ENGLISH DESCRIPTION Your Summers and My Winters is Maider's story, but it could be yours, too. Not all summer loves die when autumn arrives... Maider met Rubén on the shores of the Mediterranean when they were just little kids, running around the campsite and wearing nothing but their swimsuits all day. They were inseparable for many years, until they became teenagers and started hating each other. But Maider soon discovered there is a very fine line between love and hate, and that the troublemaker who would bother her so much back then, was still the same sweet boy who gave her a popsicle one summer afternoon, and who, in his own way, stole her heart. Together they lived a beautiful love story that marked them forever but destroyed them, as well. When Maider returns to Benicàssim years later, with her life all squared away, she will have to assume that, as far as Rubén is concerned, perhaps there are some wounds that she cannot heal on her own. A nostalgic trip to the nineties. To forgive, to remember, and to feel butterflies in your stomach again. Because there are loves that could not be, but they should have been.