Married in Boston, celebrating in Morocco!

Sara and Marvin lived one door apart. Literally. Same floor. Same hallway. Same awkward silent nods when passing each other with laundry baskets or late-night takeout. For months, they were neighbors—neighbors who never said a word. Then one evening, across the street at a cozy bar, something shifted. They ran into each other—again. Only this time, not in the hallway. And this time, Sara decided to be brave. She said hello. (Finally!) One drink turned into several laughs. They found out they were both expats—Sara from Morocco, Marvin from Germany—trying to figure out life, love, and how to make friends in a city where no one holds the door open. From hallway strangers to inseparable partners, their story took off. They moved to Boston, where one ordinary weekday, they got married at Town Hall—just the two of them, a few witnesses, and a lot of happy tears. But something was missing. Not from the love, but from the moment. So, one year later, it’s time to celebrate properly—in Morocco, with the people they love most. Because every love story deserves music, color, family, dancing, and maybe just a little couscous.