Mandy tossed in her bed, the sheets tangled around her legs. The digital clock glowed 12:07 AM. The Swiss night was completely silent, but her mind was racing. It had been more than two hours since she spoke with Aiden, yet sleep was far away from her.

The idea she was trying to understand felt dangerous—the scent, the timing, the strange sense of familiarity. Confronting Finn felt like standing on the edge of a cliff. If he said yes, if he admitted he was the stranger who had left her in ...