...Dickinson pov…

Emile sighed, putting down her spoon. "I don't know, it just happened. One moment I was in my own body, and the next, I was in yours. It's like we switched places."

I nodded, still trying to wrap my head around the situation. "Have you thought of a way to switch back?"

Emile shook her head. "No, I haven't. I didn't want to risk doing anything that might make things worse."

I frowned, realizing that we were both stuck in this strange situation. "We need to figure out how to switch back. We can't just stay like this forever."

Emile nodded in agreement. "I know, but how do...