“I was 17 years old and went on a trip to Egypt with my mother. I fell for an Egyptian guy and we had this beach romance. Then I returned home, and we had regular conversations on Skype, like “I love you, I love you too, and so on.” Following an impulse, I began to study Arabic, learned to write, read, and later, speak. The following spring, he came to my city, and in the fall, I went to Egypt by myself. I transferred to their university and found a job. He proposed to me. We are happy, despite the fact that nobody believed in us.”

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