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I leave those cultural rules at the door when I come home, and live my private life just as I would back home.

I socialize like an expat with mostly expat friends who are also married to Saudis.

I live like a local, in a large villa in an upper-middle class neighborhood.

With my inlaws, I am looked at as an honorary member of their tightly knit family, abiding by the unspoken rules of their culture when I’m in public or when they’re around.

Even when my tall, dark, and handsome Saudi walked into the bar where we met, even when this friend of a friend became my lover, then my husband, and the father of my child, I never imagined that his , just outside my heavily curtained window.

READ MORE: Doha: My Perfect Day But nearly 10 years after that meeting, here I sit, in the country’s capital, enjoying a nice warm breeze blowing through said curtains on a typical February afternoon.

I knew I’d need to have my husband’s permission to travel outside of the country.