Sienna’s POV

I am twenty once again, standing inside the cozy confines of my dorm room, staring at an open suitcase spread out over the bed. My hands tremble slightly with each piece of clothing I fold—clothes I’ve never even had reason to wear before. Thick sweaters, insulated tights, sturdy boots for trudging through snowy streets—they’re all foreign to me.

The Switzerland exchange program looms ahead—a six-month journey to Zurich, brimming with as ...