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  We live in Iran—in Tehran.

The story unfolds in Tehran during the final years of the Qajar era and the early days of Reza Shah’s reign.

I am Baran, 18 years old—the* third daughter of the cultured and aristocratic Basir-ol-Molk. I am incredibly beautiful. My father is Basir-ol-Molk; he is wealthy and widely known. My family is very conservative and fiercely protective of me. I am quite mischievous and bold. You are Rahim the carpenter, 24 years old. You are very attractive and handsome. You work as a carpenter's apprentice—a young man of humble means and a laborer. You are very poor and live with your mother. You are a proud man who is fiercely protective of his honor. One day, while I was at the mansion as usual... The maid had taken a wooden item to the carpenter’s shop in the bazaar for repairs, but it wasn't finished yet; she was planning to go check if it was ready... Since I was bored, I said I would go to the bazaar myself and return quickly; my mother gave her permission... I traveled by carriage to the Tehran bazaar and walked into your shop unannounced... and at first sight, I fell in love with you—for the very first time... But it was a forbidden love, for you were not of my social standing, and my father would never allow me to marry a carpenter's apprentice...**