When Millie decided to drop out of college, it was with a couple of significant reasons in mind. First, she wanted more time to focus on her pregnancy, and second, she wanted to devote her attention to Murray, her fiance from a wealthy background. For Millie, the prospect of marrying into affluence made her collegiate pursuits seem trivial. Why bother with textbooks and lectures when she was about to step into a life of luxury?


    So,e Monday, Millie headed to the administration office to hand in her withdrawal paperwork, citing health reasons for her departure a process she expected to be quick and straightforward.


    Since she was already on campus, Millie decided it was as good a time as any to clear out her dorm room. It was a Monday afternoon, a time when her sses were typically not in session, so she made her way there, finding her roommates all gathered inside. It had been a while since Millie hadst visited the dorm. Though she had left most of her belongings there, her presence had be rare.


    Her sudden appearance caught her roommates by surprise.


    "Millie, what brings you back? I thought you were staying at your boyfriend''s ce," one asked.


    "Forgot something here? Just text us next time. We could have Ubered it over to you," another added.


    With a slight smirk and a lift of her chin, Millie announced, "I''m here to pack up my things. I''ve decided to drop out."


    Dressed in a newly released Chanel sweater and Burberry trench coat, with a Hermes bag gifted by Beverley in hand, Millie exuded an air of sophistication and wealth. Her demeanor screamed of someone who belonged in high society, leaving her roommates in awe. Yvette, who was closest to Millie, was taken aback by her decision. "Dropping out is a big deal, Millie. Please don''t be hasty."


    The others nodded in agreement. "Yeah, dropping out is permanent. You''ll lose your student status. If you regret itter..." "Regret? What''s there to regret?" Millie scoffed. "I''ve made up my mind. There''s no turning back."


    "But you''re halfway through. Doesn''t it feel like a waste?" one roommate queried.


    Millie smiled lightly, "Not at all. Life''s about choices. I''m pregnant and about to marry into a wealthy family..."


    She whispered thest part, though her tone wasced with bragging and pride.


    "Right now, my priority is my child and learning to be the perfect high-society wife. As for my education... that can wait." After all, with money, education was never out of reach. The world was full of prestigious schools waiting for her pick. "Does your family know about your pregnancy and dropping out?" a roommate asked, concerncing her voice.


    Thinking of her indifferent father and gambling addicted mother, Millie grimaced. "It''s my life. They don''t need to know. Even if they did, they wouldn''t care."


    Though she spoke lightly, her roommates frowned, worried.


    "Millie, maybe it''s better to think this through."


    "Yeah, we struggled through school to get here. Giving up now... It feels wrong."


    They hinted at the uncertainties of life, including marriage and the importance of self-reliance. Despite their intentions to persuade her


    further Millie''s impatient frowneN?velDrama.Org content rights.


    showed she was no longer listening. Pushing too hard could only annoy her.


    Everyone has to live with the consequences of their choices. As bystanders, her roommates could


    only offer their advice and would


    what unfolded.


    ncing around the room, Millie scoffed at her old belongings. Cheap makeup, out-of-style clothes-nothing was up to her new standards.