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
to a young man. He looked at
I wasn't there, but
phone
cute girl 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 and fell forward, at which point she began
husky figure slowly turned her head to look
"Haha."
finding the little girl
Even her frown is
rubbed it. His eyes started to redden a little, but he
the woman. Even though it was only slight, Octavious noticed that the corners of her mouth turned
began to run down the side of his cheek, and he squeezed her hand
she is. She looks just
He pursed his lips.
finally be together and live like a family as we've always dreamed of…
his voice began to crack, and warmth continued to trickle down the
***
was still beautiful
she was like
was the most beautiful
could take that beauty away from
So…
have to leave
take
***
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
a child could be heard all throughout. They went on and on and on, stopping
on the sofa, his gaze directed toward the ceiling of
"Hu..huh."
chest trembled as he
looked at his own reflection in the pane. His eyes were sunken in, his hair was
'Who is he?'
of the man that was reflected on
'That's not me.'
from the mirror, adamant in
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
and Octavious turned his gaze toward the small girl who was laying on the
'She's probably hungry, right?'
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 that was
to leave it where it was
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "
in cycles. Sometimes they'd go for hours, sometimes for
time listening to them with
the only sound that filled
sound that reassured him that he
***
Losing my emotions…
purely just for the
wanted to forget. Numb myself from
They call me strong.
The strongest human.
that was the
…I'm not strong.
I'm just a coward.
***
[Ashton City Community Orphanage.]
small chapel, and he could hear the sound of children playing in the background. They seemed rather happy. In his hands was
at the orphanage in
at the young
for
knew this was the best
a danger to
couldn't allow himself to be near her. He wanted to love her with all of his heart, but... he was too broken to
He didn't deserve her.
"Huh...huh.."
he gazed at the orphanage in the distance. Closing his eyes, he firmed himself to move
Just that...
"Dada?"
a sudden stop as a sweet voice
lowered his gaze
They were so pure...
"Dada?"
again, her little hands reaching out for
her. Her hands soon touched his cheeks and she
"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