Elias gazed at the downcast Tilly, his smile morphing from initial sympathy to a hint of scorn. "I never thought your dream could be so cheap."
Tilly, taken aback, looked at him in disbelief.
Elias's smile vanished, replaced by a stern expression. "What's fake is fake, it can never become reality! If you're willing to stay here, aren't you just deceiving yourself?"
Tilly silently bowed her head.
Elias continued his barrage, "What about your dream of changing the world? Are you really satisfied just immersing yourself in a fantasy? Is this the world you sought at such a great cost?"
He sneered, "Just a dream? That's it?"
Tilly's head drooped in despair, resembling a schoolkid scolded by a professor.
Elias mocked with a laugh, "If you like it here, fine, I'll indulge you!"
Tilly looked up, startled.
