How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

It was just that Dahlia and Morwenna weren't quite at that level of friendship yet.

Dahlia was reserved, so even giving Morwenna a heads-up was the best she could do. There was no way she'd go out of her way to offer help.

Morwenna remembered it but didn't stress too much about the situation. She always believed in the power of reason.

Before long, Lorna returned, drenched in sweat from playing basketball, and headed to the shower after a brief huff upon seeing the two chatting. Meanwhile, Dahlia lay down to scroll through her phone.

The dorm grew quiet.

It was about Morwenna's bedtime, but she pulled out a book instead.

Morwenna wasn't one for phones or video games. Most of her time was for work, and she spent it reading.

tattered books. Upon arriving in Rosefrost Hollow, she found the prices at the local bookstore too expensive. She couldn't justify

Melvin and wondered how thrilled he would have been to know she had access to an

continue reading, and put the book down. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

ready for bed yet. She took out some cashmere yarn and knitting needles instead. She had promised to knit a sweater for Stuart before the weather turned chilly, and she dedicated an hour each day to

later, Morwenna decided it was time to sleep after rubbing her sore neck. Any later, and she'd

was still on her phone, and Lorna seemed to be gaming

problem an upperclassman had approached her about. Stuart was well- connected in Rosefrost Hollow, and she

that thought, Morwenna drifted off

not to disturb her still-sleeping roommates as usual. She knew their habits well by then. They'd skip breakfast and sleep in if they had no morning classes. And then, they would

Breakfast was two pancakes and a cup of milk for just three dollars,

corner and pulled out a language book, practicing her heavily accented, somewhat awkward