Chapter- 25

Hollowed, in this Illuminated space of academia, dreams merge with pragmatism.

An advisor, a figure of immense stature and reputation, appraises Lillian that seems to communicate a lifetime of wisdom and sagacity, honed by counting years of guiding those daring enough to grasp the elusive filament of success.

"Dear Lilian," deliberately, the advisor leans back in his opulent seat, soft creaking resounding to Lilian's captivating whirlwind of thoughts and emotions, vying for attention from a propitious bloke's aspirations. "I find myself enchanted by the profound depth and meticulous attention you possess," his gentle authority demands the utmost respect; his lips, laced with unspoken commendation, gracefully parted to utter words that would define Lilian's future.

A pause, pregnant with pensive admiration— both time and walls itself hold their breaths.

"You have, quite remarkably, completed the task. I had not hoped so much."

Where dreams coalesce with reality, Lilian suits in ear