They first met at a Palestine protest, drawn together by a shared passion and an unspoken connection. Amid the powerful chants and waving flags, their eyes kept meeting across the crowd.

She wore a long black abaya with a burnt orange scarf, holding a Palestinian flag close to her heart. He stood tall, his man bun slightly undone, wearing blue jeans with a Palestinian flag patch stitched onto them, blowing a noise horn with unwavering spirit.

With every glance, a silent conversation unfolded between them—smiles exchanged but no words spoken. As the protest came to an end, she smiled at him one last time before walking away. He smiled back, and in that fleeting moment, without a single word, they both knew—something special had begun. September 10, 2024.

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