Luisa and Antonio surrender to the game of keeping tricks up their sleeves, of disagreements and reconciliations. Luisa follows with curiosity the thread of the words while Antonio imagines a movie inhabited by Elsa and Miguel: some fictional characters blurred in the middle of a deep sentimental crisis; a he and a she confused and lost in the rainy labyrinth that sometimes we call love.

"Love is a rainy labyrinth"