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
hand tightly. It belonged to a young man.
took her first steps today. I wasn't there, but I got a
his phone and
pulled back into a 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
slowly turned her head to look at
"Haha."
man laughed, finding the
like you. Even her frown is
his mouth with his hand and rubbed it. His eyes started to redden a
it was only slight, Octavious noticed that the corners of her mouth turned upwards
the side of his cheek, and he
of course, she is. She
He pursed his lips.
be together and live like a
crack, and
***
still beautiful to
when she was
the most beautiful person in
that
So…
she have
did the world take her away
***
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
could be heard all throughout. They went on and
directed toward the ceiling of the room.
"Hu..huh."
trembled as he
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 hair was a mess, and his clothes were a
'Who is he?'
reflected on the glass. Was that supposed to be him? He looked
'That's not me.'
the mirror, adamant in his belief that he was merely
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
child began to cry again, and Octavious turned his gaze toward the small girl who was laying on the white crib opposite
'She's probably hungry, right?'
his head against the sofa and turning
chose to leave it where it was
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "
cries continued and stopped in cycles. Sometimes they'd go for hours, sometimes for minutes,
his time listening to them with
only sound
only sound that reassured him that
***
Losing my emotions…
purely just for the
wanted to forget. Numb
They call me strong.
The strongest human.
that was the
…I'm not strong.
I'm just a coward.
***
[Ashton City Community Orphanage.]
small chapel, and he could hear the sound of children playing in
gazed at the orphanage in front of
lowered his hand to gaze at the
is for the
knew this was the best decision he could
a
couldn't allow himself to be near her. He wanted to love her
He didn't deserve her.
"Huh...huh.."
once more as he gazed at the orphanage in
Just that...
"Dada?"
came to a sudden stop as
freeze at that moment and he lowered his gaze to
They were so pure...
"Dada?"
little
head toward her. Her hands soon touched his cheeks and she let out a series of soft
"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