博客來A Stella Grant le gusta tener el control, a pesar de no poder dominar sus propios pulmones, que la han tenido en el hospital la mayor parte de su vida. Por encima de todo, Stella necesita controlar su espacio para mantenerse alejada de cualquier persona o cosa que pueda transmitirle una infección y poner en peligro su trasplante de pulmón. Dos metros de distancia. Sin excepciones.
En cuanto a Will Newman, lo único que quiere controlar es cómo salir de este hospital. No le importan sus tratamientos, o si hay una nueva medicación en ensayo clínico. Pronto cumplirá dieciocho años y podrá desconectar todas estas máquinas. Desea ir a ver el mundo, no solo sus hospitales.
Will y Stella no pueden acercarse. Solo con que respiren cerca, Will podría provocar que Stella perdiera su puesto en la lista de trasplantes. La única forma de mantenerse con vida es mantenerse alejados.
¿Puedes amar a alguien a quien no puedes tocar?
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Soon to be a major motion picture starring Cole Sprouse and Haley Lu Richardson in March 2019!
In this moving story that’s perfect for fans of John Green’s The Fault in Our Stars, two teens fall in love with just one minor complication—they can’t get within a few feet of each other without risking their lives.
Can you love someone you can never touch?
Stella Grant likes to be in control—even though her totally out of control lungs have sent her in and out of the hospital most of her life. At this point, what Stella needs to control most is keeping herself away from anyone or anything that might pass along an infection and jeopardize the possibility of a lung transplant. Six feet apart. No exceptions.
The only thing Will Newman wants to be in control of is getting out of this hospital. He couldn’t care less about his treatments, or a fancy new clinical drug trial. Soon, he’ll turn eighteen and then he’ll be able to unplug all these machines and actually go see the world, not just its hospitals.
Will’s exactly what Stella needs to stay away from. If he so much as breathes on Stella she could lose her spot on the transplant list. Either one of them could die. The only way to stay alive is to stay apart. But suddenly six feet doesn’t feel like safety. It feels like punishment.
What if they could steal back just a little bit of the space their broken lungs have stolen from them? Would five feet apart really be so dangerous if it stops their hearts from breaking too?
