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 her
It belonged to a young man. He looked at her with
today. I wasn't there, but I got a video of
took out his phone and
back into a ponytail and sporting a cute little frown was seen approaching the
husky figure slowly turned her head to look at the
"Haha."
man laughed, finding the little girl
you. Even
His eyes started to redden a little,
it was only slight, Octavious noticed that the corners
knew it, something warm began to run down the side of
think she's cute too, right? Haha, of course, she
He pursed his lips.
and live like a
end of the sentence, his voice began to crack, and warmth continued to trickle down the
***
was still beautiful to
when she was like
she was the most
that beauty away
So…
did she have to
take
***
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
could be heard all throughout. They went on and on and on,
his gaze directed toward the ceiling of the room. It was pink. A
"Hu..huh."
trembled as he took a
pane stood, and looked at his own reflection in the pane. His eyes were
'Who is he?'
on the glass. Was that supposed to be him? He looked nothing
'That's not me.'
away from 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
'She's probably hungry, right?'
could explain why she was crying. Octavious blinked a few times before leaning his
a while, he chose to leave it where it was and continued to listen
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "
they'd go for hours,
spent his time listening to them with his eyes
the only sound that filled
only sound that reassured him that he wasn't
***
Losing my emotions…
just for the sake of
to forget. Numb myself from the
They call me strong.
The strongest human.
that was the
…I'm not strong.
I'm just a coward.
***
[Ashton City Community Orphanage.]
at the sign in front of him. It belonged to a small chapel, and he could hear the sound of children playing in the background.
trembled as he gazed at the
the young girl in his arms, he
is for
want to, but he knew this
a danger
wanted to love her with all of his heart, but... he was
He didn't deserve her.
"Huh...huh.."
once more as he gazed at the orphanage in the distance.
Just that...
"Dada?"
to a sudden stop as a sweet voice called out
entire body freeze at that moment and he lowered his gaze
They were so pure...
"Dada?"
called out again, her little hands reaching out for
brought his head toward her. Her hands soon touched his cheeks and she let out
"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