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
tightly. It belonged to a young
wasn't
phone and played
was seen approaching the camera. She had just taken two steps when she tripped and fell
turned her head to
"Haha."
man laughed, finding the little
you. Even her frown
mouth with his hand and rubbed it. His
woman. Even though it was only slight, Octavious
warm began to run down the side of his cheek,
right? Haha, of course, she is.
He pursed his lips.
we can finally be together and live like a family
the end of the sentence, his voice began to crack,
***
was still
when she was like
the most beautiful person in
could take that beauty
So…
did she have to
world take her away from
***
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
all throughout. They went
lay on the sofa, his gaze directed toward the ceiling of the room. It was pink.
"Hu..huh."
chest trembled as
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 mess as
'Who is he?'
the man that was reflected 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 he was merely
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
the child began to cry again, and Octavious turned his gaze toward the
'She's probably hungry, right?'
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
it where it was and continued to listen to the child's
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "
stopped in cycles. Sometimes they'd
to them with his
sound that filled his empty
only sound that reassured
***
Losing my emotions…
wasn't purely just for
just wanted to forget. Numb myself from
They call me strong.
The strongest human.
only 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 seemed rather happy. In his hands was a small
he gazed at the orphanage
to gaze at the young girl in his arms,
is for the
want to, but he knew this was the
a
allow himself to be near her. He wanted to love her with all of his heart, but... he was
He didn't deserve her.
"Huh...huh.."
the orphanage in the distance.
Just that...
"Dada?"
feet came to a sudden stop as a sweet voice called out
body freeze at that moment and he lowered
They were so pure...
"Dada?"
called out again, her little hands
lips trembled and he slowly brought his head toward her. Her hands soon touched his cheeks and she let out a series of
"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