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.
were dry, and her eyes
to a young man. He looked at her with
wasn't there, but I got
took out his phone and
a cute little frown was seen approaching the camera. She had just
turned her head to look
"Haha."
laughed, finding the
Even her frown
with his hand and rubbed it. His eyes started to redden a
Even though it was only slight, Octavious noticed that the
warm began to run down the side of his cheek, and he squeezed her
think she's cute too, right? Haha, of course, she
He pursed his lips.
can finally be together and live like a family as we've always
his voice began to crack, and
***
still beautiful
when she was
eyes, she was the most
that beauty away
So…
did she have to leave
did the world take her
***
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
a child could be heard all throughout. They went on and on
ceiling of the room. It was pink. A color he
"Hu..huh."
trembled as he took
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?'
man that was reflected on the glass. Was
'That's not me.'
his gaze away from the mirror, adamant
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
to cry again, and Octavious turned his gaze toward the small girl
'She's probably hungry, right?'
was the only 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 bottle of milk that was sitting next
while, he chose to leave it where it was and
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "
stopped in cycles. Sometimes they'd go for hours, sometimes for minutes, before
time listening to
sound that filled his empty
reassured him that
***
Losing my emotions…
purely just for
forget. Numb myself from the
They call me strong.
The strongest human.
that was
…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
at the orphanage in front
hand to gaze at the young girl in his arms, he found
is for
he knew this was the
was a danger
He wanted to love her with all of his heart, but... he was too broken to love
He didn't deserve her.
"Huh...huh.."
the orphanage in the distance. Closing his eyes, he
Just that...
"Dada?"
a sudden stop as a sweet voice
and he lowered his gaze to
They were so pure...
"Dada?"
out again, her little hands
slowly brought his head toward her. Her hands soon touched
"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