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

hand tightly. It belonged to a young man. He looked at

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

took out his phone and

hair pulled back into a ponytail and sporting a cute little frown was seen approaching the

turned her head to look

"Haha."

man laughed, finding the little

Even her frown

mouth with his hand and rubbed it. His eyes started to redden a little, but he didn't show

was only slight, Octavious noticed that

run down the side of his cheek, and he squeezed her hand even more

cute too, right? Haha, of course, she is.

He pursed his lips.

better so that we can finally be together and live like a family as we've

the sentence, his voice began to crack, and warmth continued to trickle

***

still beautiful

she was

eyes, she was the most beautiful person

take that beauty away from

So…

did she have to leave

take

***

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

They went on and on and on, stopping

the sofa, his gaze directed toward the ceiling of the room. It was pink.

"Hu..huh."

chest trembled as he took

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 look of the man that was reflected on the glass.

'That's not me.'

his gaze away from the mirror, adamant in his belief that

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

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

'She's probably hungry, right?'

his head against the

while, he chose to leave it where it was and continued to listen to the child's

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "

Sometimes they'd go for hours, sometimes for minutes,

his time listening to them with his

was the only sound that filled

only sound that reassured him that he wasn't

***

Losing my emotions…

just for the

just wanted to forget. Numb myself from

They call me strong.

The strongest human.

only that

…I'm not strong.

I'm just a coward.

***

[Ashton City Community Orphanage.]

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

as he gazed at the orphanage in

gaze at the young girl

for the

didn't want to, but he knew this was

was a

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

He didn't deserve her.

"Huh...huh.."

the orphanage in the distance. Closing his eyes, he

Just that...

"Dada?"

sudden stop as a sweet voice

moment and he lowered

They were so pure...

"Dada?"

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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