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
hand grasped her hand tightly. It belonged to a young man.
steps today. I wasn't there, but I
took out his phone
a cute little frown was seen approaching the camera. She had just
slowly turned her head to look at the
"Haha."
laughed, finding the little
like you. Even her
and rubbed it. His eyes started
came from the woman. Even though it was only slight,
began to run down the side
too, right? Haha, of course, she
He pursed his lips.
together and live like a family as
of the sentence, his voice began to crack, and
***
still
she
was the most beautiful person in
could take that beauty away from
So…
did she have to
the world take her away
***
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
wail of a child could be heard all throughout. They went on and on and
lay on the sofa, his gaze directed toward the ceiling of the
"Hu..huh."
trembled as he took
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
'Who is he?'
found himself questioning the look of the man that was reflected on the glass. Was that supposed to be him? He
'That's not me.'
the mirror, adamant in his belief that he was
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
and Octavious turned his gaze toward the small
'She's probably hungry, right?'
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
leave it where it was and continued to listen
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "
cries continued and stopped in cycles. Sometimes they'd
to them
the only sound that filled his empty
that reassured him that
***
Losing my emotions…
for the sake of
forget. Numb myself
They call me strong.
The strongest human.
only that was the
…I'm not strong.
I'm just a coward.
***
[Ashton City Community Orphanage.]
belonged to a small chapel, and he could hear the sound of children playing in the background. They seemed rather
as he gazed at the orphanage
lowered his hand to gaze at the young girl in his arms, he
is for the
knew this was the best decision
a
himself to be near her. He wanted to love her with all of
He didn't deserve her.
"Huh...huh.."
gazed at the orphanage in the distance.
Just that...
"Dada?"
a sudden stop as a sweet voice called
lowered his gaze to meet two innocent eyes looking
They were so pure...
"Dada?"
called out again, her little hands reaching out
and he slowly brought his head toward her. Her hands soon touched his
"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