Noor's POV

The sun was barely peeking over the horizon when I dragged my suitcase down the hallway, my heart racing with excitement. “Kashmir, here we come!” I muttered to myself, the thought making me giddy. It had been a week since I’d broken my hand—well, a minor fracture, they called it—but I was ready to leave that behind. I mean, who needs a fully functioning hand when you have friends and a place like Kashmir waiting for you?