The mediator was a representative from Morocco. The family immediately received financial protection. The debts were stopped, the winery was withdrawn from the auction, but it lost its freedom.

The flight to Marrakech was scheduled for the following Saturday. She left alone on a private jet, not knowing if a new chapter of her life was beginning or ending. The scariest thing came not from the sounds, but from the silence.

The silence of the contract. The silence of parents. And the silence that she carried within her.

Silence? A man who said yes, but in his heart he never wanted to. Upon arrival in Morocco, she was greeted with celebration. Black, armored car, driver without words, luxury hotel.

She has everything at her disposal. But none of this seemed like a gift. It was more like preparation.