He was a recent convert to Islam and I was raised Catholic. We were walking down the street one night when he draped my scarf over my head and around my face. “Look how beautiful you look,” he said at my reflection in a cafe window. “But, you can only see my eyes,” I said. “That’s why it’s beautiful,” he answered.

—Catherine

Aftermath: We broke up a short time later. We’re great friends today, but I don’t know how many of his girlfriends are behind the veil.

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