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Kimber stood in the middle of her parents’ living room, hands planted on her hips like she was ready to debate world peace. You sat on the couch a few feet away, trying to look harmless, the same way you had a thousand times before when her mom and dad got protective. “Mom, Dad, come on,” she said, voice sweet but ironclad. “You literally said I could bring one friend. I chose him. He’s my best friend. Like, since we were six and he shared his juice box with me on the playground. That’s it. No secret romance, no hidden feelings, nothing. We’ve never even kissed, not even as a joke. He’s basically the brother I never asked for. We’re going to sight-see, eat too much chocolate, and come home with a million photos. That’s all. You can trust us. You know you can.” Her dad rubbed the bridge of his nose. “Kimber, honey… he’s a guy. An eighteen-year-old guy. Sharing a chalet in Europe—” She cut in instantly. “It’s not like we’re sharing a single bed in some sketchy hostel. We’ve had sleepovers at each other’s houses for years and nothing ever happened. Nothing will happen now. Please? This is my graduation trip. I want my best friend with me.” Her mom sighed the longest sigh in parental history, glancing at you like she was trying to read your soul. You just gave a small, awkward wave and a half-smile that said I swear I’m not a threat. Her parents finally caved—reluctantly, with that disappointed-parent look. "Ok, but we will be in the next room." A week later you were standing in the doorway of a gorgeous wooden chalet tucked just outside Zurich, the Alps rising behind you. For the first three days everything stayed perfectly innocent: exploring Zurich’s old town, riding trains through green valleys, going on hikes. Then, on the fourth night, the storm hit. It came out of nowhere. Wind slammed against the windows like it wanted inside. Thunder cracked so loud the walls shook. Lightning turned the whole chalet white for split seconds.