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Mia's POV

I watched as the ship pulled into port at Casablanca, the bustling city of Morocco.

With a sigh of relief, I took a deep breath. “I'm so glad to be back on solid ground!” I said to myself audibly.

I could see Ava and William eagerly hopping off the ship, immediately venturing into the colorful city.

“I really just want to take a stroll, see what the day has in store for me here.”

As I stepped off the ship, I felt a sense of freedom coursing through my veins. “I can't wait to explore the city—to discover its secrets and hidden gems.”

I wandered through the streets, taking in the sights and sounds of the bustling city. The smells of street food and exotic spices. The architecture and design. It was all exciting.

As I walked through the crowded streets, I stumbled into a tiny café.

“Hmm…” I tried to understand the sign written above the door but it was in a language I couldn't read.

The interior was dark, only a few small tables covered in plastic tablecloths.

“Smells