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.

and her

hand grasped her hand tightly. It belonged to a

wasn't there, but

out his phone and played the

little frown was seen approaching

slowly turned her head to look

"Haha."

laughed, finding

looks just like you. Even her frown

rubbed it. His eyes started to redden a little, but he didn't show

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

something warm began to run down the side

think she's cute too, right? Haha, of course, she is. She looks just like you, so

He pursed his lips.

together and live like a family as we've always

to crack, and

***

was still

she was like

was the most beautiful person in

that beauty away from

So…

did she have

the world take

***

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

all throughout. They went on and

ceiling of the

"Hu..huh."

chest trembled as he took a

turned his attention to the right, where a glass pane stood, and looked at his own reflection in the pane. His eyes were sunken in, his

'Who is he?'

that was reflected on the glass.

'That's not me.'

away from the mirror, adamant in his belief that he was merely seeing

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

the child began to cry again, and Octavious turned his gaze toward the small girl who

'She's probably hungry, right?'

why she was crying. Octavious blinked a few times before leaning his head against the sofa and turning his attention to the bottle of milk that was sitting next to

leave it where it was and continued to listen to the

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "

in cycles. Sometimes they'd go

to them with his

only sound that filled his empty

sound that reassured

***

Losing my emotions…

purely just for

to forget. Numb myself from

They call me strong.

The strongest human.

that was the

…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 was a small girl that was quietly resting with her thumb in her

lips trembled as he gazed at the orphanage

to gaze at the young girl

is for

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

was a

her, he couldn't allow himself to be near her. He wanted to love her with all of his heart, but... he was too broken

He didn't deserve her.

"Huh...huh.."

chest trembled once more as he gazed at the orphanage in the distance. Closing his eyes, he firmed himself to

Just that...

"Dada?"

sudden stop as a sweet voice

he lowered his gaze to

They were so pure...

"Dada?"

out again, her little hands

slowly brought his head toward her. Her hands soon touched his cheeks and she let out a series of soft

"Uhum"

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