The Author's POV

Chapter 743

She was beautiful.

More so than anyone I'd ever seen in my life.

She was someone whom I couldn't take my eyes away from.

She was the love of my life.

My everything…

***

"What do you think? I think it looks quite nice?"

The air seemed to echo with a soft but endearing voice. It belonged to a beautiful young lady in her early twenties, whose brown hair waved at the ends. Her features were flawless, and her face was soft.

She was beautiful. Extremely so.

"It looks awful."

A man muttered. He recoiled in horror at the sight of the room, which was dominated by the color pink throughout. He cast his gaze in her direction.

"You took this too far."

"Oh, please."

She rolled her eyes while casting a glance toward her belly. It was slightly bulging.

"Since you're training all the time, I took it upon myself to decorate the room. If you're unsatisfied, then you should've spent more time with us."

"Ugh."

After groaning, the man sighed and sat down on a nearby stool. As he continued to survey the surroundings, he eventually gave up and lowered his head.

"You're right. I guess this is the price I have to pay for being busy…"

"Ey."

The woman glared.

"You're making it sound as if it looks terrible. You know, I've put a lot of effort into this place."

"Oh, sure, sure."

The man raised his hands in resignation.

"You're right, and I'm wrong."

The woman smiled. Extremely pleased with the man's words.

"It's good that you know.

***

I was satisfied with my life.

Happy with it.

Every day I would wake up happier than the next.

Life was perfect.

I loved it.

I thought it'd last until my last days.

I could still envision my future back then.

It was beautiful.

So, so beautiful.

Every day I'd wake up with joy just thinking about that future.

I was naïve.

***

The surrounding walls were almost entirely dominated by the color white There was a lingering smell of stale alcohol in the atmosphere, and in the background, there was a faint rhythmical beeping sound.

A husked figure lay on a small bed within the room. There were metal tubes connected to her chest, and there were thinner tubes made of plastic connected to the veins in her arms.

lips were dry, and her eyes were

grasped her hand tightly. It belonged to a young man. He looked at her with distraught

first steps today. I wasn't there, but I got

his phone and

little frown was seen approaching

figure slowly turned her

"Haha."

finding the little girl

just like you. Even her frown is

with his hand and rubbed it. His eyes started to redden

came from the woman. Even though it was only slight, Octavious noticed that the corners of

side of his cheek, and he squeezed her

course, she is. She looks just like you,

He pursed his lips.

we can finally be together and live like a family as we've always dreamed

began to crack, and warmth continued to trickle down the

***

was still beautiful to

she

my eyes, she was the most

take that beauty

So…

did she have to leave

did the world take her away from

***

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

They went on and on and on, stopping only when the child

ceiling of the room. It was pink. A color

"Hu..huh."

as he took

to the right, where a glass pane stood, and looked at his own reflection in the pane. His eyes were sunken in, his hair was a mess, and his clothes were a mess

'Who is he?'

on

'That's not me.'

adamant in his belief that

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

and Octavious turned his gaze toward the small girl who was laying on the white crib

'She's probably hungry, right?'

thing that could explain why she was crying. Octavious blinked a few times before leaning his head against

where it was and continued to listen to the

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "

and stopped in cycles. Sometimes they'd go for

spent his time listening to them with his

only sound

reassured him that

***

Losing my emotions…

just for the sake of

wanted to forget. Numb myself from the

They call me strong.

The strongest human.

only that was

…I'm not strong.

I'm just a coward.

***

[Ashton City Community Orphanage.]

children playing in the background. They seemed rather happy. In his hands was a

he gazed at

lowered his hand to gaze at the young

for

didn't want to, but he knew this was the best

was a danger to

near her. He wanted to love her with

He didn't deserve her.

"Huh...huh.."

chest trembled once more as he gazed at the orphanage in the distance.

Just that...

"Dada?"

feet came to a sudden stop as a

felt his entire body freeze at that moment and he lowered his gaze

They were so pure...

"Dada?"

called out again, her little

and he slowly brought his head toward her. Her hands

"Uhum"

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