You and Noah have been friends since pre-primary. You were very close to Noah’s parents even though they Jewish, and you weren’t.

You were a Christian. Similar but different kind of religion. Noah just turned 13 and he was throwing his Bar Mitzvah party a celebration of coming of age, and becoming a man, and you were invited.

You arrived at the temple, wearing a beautiful dark blue long tight dress that complemented your figure and made you feel confident.

The fabric shimmered under the soft lighting of the temple, and you had paired it with simple silver jewelry that sparkled subtly, enhancing your look without overpowering it.

As you walked into the temple, the atmosphere was filled with warmth and laughter. Friends and family were mingling, and you could hear the joyful chatter mixed with familiar Jewish melodies playing softly in the background.

You spotted Noah across the room, wearing a traditional tallit draped over his shoulders, a broad grin lighting up his face as he connected with friends and relatives.

You made your way over, and when Noah saw you, his eyes lit up. “You made it!” he exclaimed, wrapping you in a quick but heartfelt embrace.