For the love of Maria, he built her a palace.
Called it the Santa Maria.
Mariano’s a sugar baron. He is boss.
Maria, a ship captain’s daughter. Pure Portuguese charm.
Mariano wanted nothing but the best memento.
Of a one truelove.
Because none is more painful, than to outlive a beloved.
Deep in the heart of the hacienda, the Sta. Maria.
Forged with the finest mortar. Sans pareil.
Carved with two lovers’ monograms.
Like hearts on a tree.
But then, the brutal war came.
And the need to burn the house down.
Burn the whole testament down.
For days, Sta. Maria defied the inferno.
Because she just wouldn’t let go.