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.

dry, and her eyes

a young man. He looked at her with distraught

first steps today. I wasn't there, but

took out his phone and played

her hair pulled back into a ponytail and sporting a cute little frown was seen approaching the camera. She had just taken two steps when

her head to look at

"Haha."

man laughed, finding

Even her

His eyes started to redden a little, but he didn't show

last, a response came from the woman. Even though it was

something warm began to run down the side of his cheek, and he squeezed her hand even

of course, she is. She looks just like you, so

He pursed his lips.

and

his voice began to crack, and warmth

***

still beautiful to

she was like

she was the most beautiful person in the

that

So…

she have

did the world take her away

***

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

went on and on and on, stopping only when

directed toward the ceiling of the room. It was

"Hu..huh."

chest trembled as he

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 his clothes were

'Who is he?'

was reflected on the glass. Was

'That's not me.'

from the mirror, adamant in his belief that

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

cry again, and Octavious turned his gaze toward the small girl who was laying on the white crib opposite

'She's probably hungry, right?'

was crying. Octavious blinked a few times before leaning his head against

chose to leave it where it was

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "

continued and stopped in cycles. Sometimes they'd go

listening to them with his

only sound

that reassured him that he

***

Losing my emotions…

for the sake of

to forget. Numb

They call me strong.

The strongest human.

that

…I'm not strong.

I'm just a coward.

***

[Ashton City Community Orphanage.]

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 girl that was quietly resting with her thumb in her

he gazed at the

to gaze at the young girl in his

is for

to, but he knew this was the

a

love her with all of his heart,

He didn't deserve her.

"Huh...huh.."

at the orphanage in the distance. Closing his eyes, he firmed himself to move

Just that...

"Dada?"

came to a sudden stop as

he lowered his gaze

They were so pure...

"Dada?"

her little hands reaching out

lips trembled and he slowly brought his head toward her. Her hands soon touched his cheeks and she let out a

"Uhum"

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