"Alright, Bettie will send it to you," Sabrina agreed.

Trevor's grin widened, displaying his white teeth. "Great! Thanks!"

In Norwen, daylight was an extended affair while nights were fleeting.

As early as three or four in the afternoon, darkness began to creep an

Consequently, the ski resort had its lights illuminated early, infusing the place with a warm glow.

They lingered in the ski resort until five in the evening. Though physically drained, they felt a strange kind of exhilaration. It was a satisfying sort of exhaustion.

On their journey back, Bettie noticed Sabrina's fatigue was tempered by her contentment. Slapping Sabrina's shoulder gently, she asked, "So, what do you think? Did you enjoy skiing?"

"I did. I really had a fun day," Sabrina replied.

“That's the spirit! Don't overthink things. Just have fun. By the time you head back in a month, you'll have completely moved on from Tyrone!"

Bettie said, eliciting a smile from Sabrina.

Trevor listened to their exchange with interest, speculating that Tyrant was likely an ex-lover of Sabrina's.

Turning to him, Bettie struck up a conversation. “Trevor, which university do you attend?"

"Elfton University," he replied.

Intrigued, Bettie asked, "Are you an exchange student or an international one?"

Trevor said, “An international student. I moved to Dracwynne with my family when I was twelve."

Consequently, he paid little mind to the local internet scene, leaving him oblivious to Sabrina and Tyrone's existence.

"Do you have permanent residency here?”

Trevor shook his head. "No. We're planning to move back home this year.

We might not come back here after that."

"Why? Isn't it nice here? What made you decide to go back home?"