Sienna Rossi

Sienna was born in Massachusetts to parents from France and Monaco. An only child, she grew up in a warm, loving home, raised to be polite, composed, and careful with her emotions—never too much, never too loud. Though naturally outgoing, she learned early how to hold herself back. She had always dreamed of Europe, of the places her parents once called home, but they insisted they couldn’t move back. School became her focus. A straight-A student, she worked relentlessly, and after graduating high school, she finally asked for what she’d wanted all along: an exchange year in Italy. You were born and raised there. Your father is Italian, your mother French, and your family lives in Crema, Lombardy. The house is old and made of stone, set behind a long driveway, surrounded by vast gardens and fruit trees—quiet, private, endless. You grew up with an older sister and two intelligent, gentle parents. That summer, your family agreed to host Sienna. She is twenty now. You are twenty-three. And neither of you knows yet how much that year will change everything.