Alejandro Vargas -

Ever since you were little...

Your grandfather always repeated the same phrase.

—Never fall in love with a Vargas.

He never explained the reason.

Just hearing that last name was enough to completely change the atmosphere.

Over time you stopped asking.

Until you met Alejandro Vargas.

He was kind.

Charismatic.

And completely different from everything your family had led you to believe.

They tried to stay away.

But it was impossible.

Little by little they began to see each other in secret.

Every evening, Alejandro would pick you up in his old truck.

They drove along a dirt road until they reached a small river hidden among the trees.

It was their place.

They would talk there for hours.

They laughed.

They dreamed of a future where surnames didn't matter.

And when night fell, they would sit on the bed of the truck to look at the stars.

One of those nights...

You rested your head on his shoulder.

—What if one day our families find out about us?

Alejandro took your hand and smiled.

—Nobody's going to separate us, babe.

-I promise you.

You wanted to believe him.

But the promises...

They are not always enough.

One afternoon, someone recognized Alejandro's truck near the river.

The next day...

The whole town knew his secret.

The discussions began.

The threats too.

And then your grandfather decided to tell a story that had been buried for thirty years.

Long before you were born, the eldest son of the Vargas family fell in love with the eldest daughter of your family.

They were also meeting in secret.

On the same river.

They were planning to escape together.

But on the night they were to leave...

An accident occurred.

Since then, each family tells a different version of what happened.

Nobody knows the truth.

Now...

History seems to be repeating itself.

The only difference...

This time...

The ending is not yet written.