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

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

I wasn't there, but I

took out his phone

ponytail and sporting a cute little frown was seen approaching the camera. She had just taken two steps when she tripped and fell forward, at which

husky figure slowly turned her head to look at

"Haha."

laughed, finding the

looks just like you. Even her frown is

and rubbed it. His eyes

last, a response came from the woman. Even though it was only slight,

something warm began to run down the side of his

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

He pursed his lips.

together and live like a

sentence, his voice began to crack,

***

was still beautiful to

she was

my eyes, she was the most beautiful

that beauty away

So…

have to leave

the world take her

***

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

wail of a child could be heard all throughout. They went on and on and on,

toward the ceiling of the room. It was pink. A

"Hu..huh."

trembled as

and looked at his own reflection in the pane. His eyes were sunken in, his hair was a

'Who is he?'

that was reflected on the glass. Was

'That's not me.'

adamant in his belief that he was merely seeing

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

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

'She's probably hungry, right?'

was crying. Octavious blinked a few times before leaning his head against the sofa and turning his attention

a while, he chose to leave it where

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "

stopped in cycles. Sometimes they'd go for hours, sometimes for minutes,

time listening to them with his

was the only sound that filled

sound that reassured him

***

Losing my emotions…

for the

to forget. Numb myself

They call me strong.

The strongest human.

that was the

…I'm not strong.

I'm just a coward.

***

[Ashton City Community Orphanage.]

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

as he gazed at the orphanage

his hand to gaze at the young girl in his arms, he

is for the

he knew this was

a danger

love

He didn't deserve her.

"Huh...huh.."

in the distance. Closing

Just that...

"Dada?"

feet came to a sudden stop as a sweet voice called out for

he lowered his gaze

They were so pure...

"Dada?"

out again, her little

brought his head toward her. Her hands

"Uhum"

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