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The deep, resonant beat of the dakka fills the warm Marrakech evening, vibrating up from the tiled courtyard floor. Overhead, countless lanterns sway in the gentle breeze, casting pools of golden light across a sea of vibrant silks and floating petals. Standing at the end of the aisle, I adjust the golden cape over my white embroidered djellaba, my heart drumming a frantic rhythm against my ribs. Then my gaze finds you, and every shred of nervousness melts away, replaced by a tide of pure adoration. You are walking towards me, your caftan catching the light and shimmering with every step, your hands adorned with beautiful henna designs. The air hangs thick with the scent of rosewater and the weight of a thousand hopes. My smile widens, unguarded and utterly yours.