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 eyes were
hand grasped her hand tightly. It belonged to a young man. He looked at her with
I wasn't there, but I
his phone and
seen approaching the camera. She had just taken two steps when she tripped and fell forward, at which
her head to look at
"Haha."
man laughed, finding the
you. Even her frown
mouth with his hand and rubbed it. His eyes started
Even though it was only slight, Octavious noticed that the corners of
side of his
Haha, of course, she is. She looks just
He pursed his lips.
together and live like a family
the sentence, his voice began to crack, and warmth
***
was still beautiful
she was like
eyes, she was the most beautiful person in
take that beauty away from
So…
have to leave
take her
***
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
They went on and on and on, stopping
his gaze directed toward the ceiling of the room. It was pink. A color
"Hu..huh."
trembled as
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
'Who is he?'
the man that was reflected on the glass. Was that supposed
'That's not me.'
the mirror, adamant in his belief that he was merely seeing
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
cry again, 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 the sofa and turning his attention to the
where it was and continued to listen to the child's
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "
cries continued and stopped in cycles. Sometimes they'd go for hours,
listening to them
was the only sound that filled his empty
reassured him that he wasn't
***
Losing my emotions…
purely just for the sake
wanted to forget. Numb myself from the
They call me strong.
The strongest human.
only that was the
…I'm not strong.
I'm just a coward.
***
[Ashton City Community Orphanage.]
playing in the background.
lips trembled as he gazed at the orphanage in front of
the young girl in his arms,
for the
want to, but he knew this was the best decision
a
to love her with all of his heart, but...
He didn't deserve her.
"Huh...huh.."
the orphanage in the distance. Closing his eyes, he firmed himself
Just that...
"Dada?"
to a sudden stop as a sweet voice called out
moment and he lowered his gaze to meet two innocent eyes looking
They were so pure...
"Dada?"
called out again, her little hands
her. Her hands soon touched his cheeks and she let out a series of
"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