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

It belonged to a young man. He

today. I wasn't

phone and

with 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 she tripped

her head to look at the

"Haha."

finding

looks just like you. Even her frown

covered his mouth with his hand and rubbed it. His eyes started to redden a little, but he didn't show

it was only slight, Octavious

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

she's cute too, right? Haha, of course, she is. She looks just

He pursed his lips.

that we can finally be together and

end of the sentence, his voice began to crack, and warmth continued to trickle down the side

***

was still

when she was like

she was the most beautiful person

that

So…

she have to leave

the world take her away

***

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

of a child could be heard all throughout. They went on and on

lay on the sofa, his gaze directed toward the ceiling of the room. It was

"Hu..huh."

trembled as he

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

'Who is he?'

look of the man that was reflected on the glass. Was that supposed to

'That's not me.'

from the mirror, adamant in his belief that he

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

child began to cry again, and Octavious turned his gaze toward

'She's probably hungry, right?'

was crying. Octavious blinked a few times before leaning his head against the sofa and turning his attention to

it where it was and continued to listen to

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "

they'd go for hours,

his time listening to

sound that filled

sound that reassured him that

***

Losing my emotions…

just for

wanted to forget. Numb myself from the

They call me strong.

The strongest human.

only that was

…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

at

at the young girl in

for

want to, but he knew this was the best decision he could

was a danger

her, he couldn't allow himself to be near her. He wanted to love her with all

He didn't deserve her.

"Huh...huh.."

at the orphanage in the distance. Closing his eyes,

Just that...

"Dada?"

a sudden stop as a sweet

body freeze at that moment and he lowered his

They were so pure...

"Dada?"

out again, her little hands

toward her. Her hands soon touched his cheeks and she

"Uhum"

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