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
belonged to a young man. He looked at her with
steps today. I wasn't there, but I got a video of
out his phone and played
a ponytail and sporting a cute little frown was seen approaching the
figure slowly turned her
"Haha."
laughed, finding the
just like you. Even her frown is the
his hand and rubbed it. His eyes started to redden a little, but he didn't
came from the woman. Even though it was only slight, Octavious noticed that the corners
run down the side of
she's cute too, right? Haha, of course, she
He pursed his lips.
better so that we can finally be together and live like a family
crack, and warmth continued to trickle down the side of his
***
was still
when she was like
was the most beautiful person in
could take that
So…
have
world take her away from
***
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
went on and on and on, stopping only when the
directed toward the ceiling of the room. It was pink. A color
"Hu..huh."
chest trembled as he
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
'Who is he?'
the look of the man that was reflected on the glass. Was that
'That's not me.'
the mirror, adamant in his belief that
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
then, the child began to cry again, and Octavious turned his gaze toward the small girl who was laying on the
'She's probably hungry, right?'
explain 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
pondering for a while, he chose to leave it where it was and continued to
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "
they'd
spent his time listening to them with his
sound that
only sound that reassured him that he wasn't
***
Losing my emotions…
purely just for the
forget. Numb myself
They call me strong.
The strongest human.
only that
…I'm not strong.
I'm just a coward.
***
[Ashton City Community Orphanage.]
the sign in front of him. It 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
at
lowered his hand to gaze at the young girl in
is for
knew this was the best decision he
a
her. He wanted to love her with all of his heart, but... he was too broken to love
He didn't deserve her.
"Huh...huh.."
more as he gazed at the orphanage in the distance. Closing
Just that...
"Dada?"
came to a sudden stop as a sweet
he lowered his gaze to meet two innocent eyes looking
They were so pure...
"Dada?"
called out again, her little hands reaching out for his
toward her. Her hands soon touched his cheeks and
"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