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.
dry, and her eyes were
grasped her hand tightly. It belonged to a young man. He looked at her
wasn't
phone
little frown was seen approaching the camera. She had just taken two steps when she tripped and fell forward,
her head to
"Haha."
man laughed, finding the little
looks just like you. Even her frown
His eyes started to redden a little, but
from the woman. Even though it was only slight, Octavious noticed that the
to run down the side of his cheek, and he squeezed her hand even
right? Haha, of course, she is. She looks just like
He pursed his lips.
we can finally be together and live like
sentence, his voice began to crack, and warmth
***
still beautiful to
when she
my eyes, she was the most
take that beauty away from
So…
she have to
did the world take her away from
***
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
went on and on and on, stopping only
gaze directed toward the ceiling of the room. It was pink. A
"Hu..huh."
as he took a
looked at his own reflection in the pane. His eyes were sunken in, his hair was a mess, and his clothes were
'Who is he?'
look of the man that was reflected on the glass.
'That's not me.'
adamant in his belief that he was merely
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
cry again, and Octavious turned his gaze toward the small girl who was laying on the white crib opposite
'She's probably hungry, right?'
times before leaning his head against the sofa and
he chose to leave it where it was and continued to listen
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "
cries continued and stopped in cycles. Sometimes they'd go for hours, sometimes for minutes, before
listening to them with his eyes
was the only sound that
reassured
***
Losing my emotions…
wasn't purely just for the sake of
wanted to forget.
They call me strong.
The strongest human.
only that
…I'm not strong.
I'm just a coward.
***
[Ashton City Community Orphanage.]
belonged to a small chapel, and he could hear the sound of children playing in the background. They seemed rather happy. In his hands
as he gazed at
at the young girl in his
is for
to, but he knew this was
a danger to
couldn't allow himself to be near her. He wanted to love her with all of
He didn't deserve her.
"Huh...huh.."
chest trembled once more as he gazed at the orphanage in
Just that...
"Dada?"
feet came to a sudden stop as a sweet voice called out
felt his entire body freeze at that moment and he lowered his gaze
They were so pure...
"Dada?"
again, her little hands
her. Her hands soon touched his cheeks and she let out
"Uhum"
About The Author's POV - Chapter 743
The Author's POV is the best current series of the author Entrail_JI. With the below Chapter 743 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 743 and update the next chapters of this series at booktrk.com