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.
lips were dry, and
to a young man. He looked
today. I wasn't there, but
phone and
cute little frown was seen approaching
slowly turned her head to look
"Haha."
finding the little
like you. Even her frown is the
with his hand and rubbed it. His eyes started
from the woman. Even though it was only slight, Octavious noticed
knew it, something warm began to run down the side of his cheek, and he
think she's cute too, right? Haha, of course, she is. She looks just like you, so get
He pursed his lips.
better so that we can finally be together and live like a
voice began to crack, and
***
was still beautiful
when she was
my eyes, she was the most beautiful person
could take that beauty away
So…
have to
did the world take her away from
***
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
heard all throughout. They went on and on
the sofa, his gaze directed toward the ceiling of the room. It was pink. A color
"Hu..huh."
trembled as he
glass pane stood, and looked at his own reflection in the pane. His eyes were sunken in, his hair
'Who is he?'
found himself questioning the look of the man that was reflected on the glass. Was that
'That's not me.'
mirror, adamant in his belief
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
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 bottle of
it where it was and continued to listen to the
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "
cycles. Sometimes they'd go for hours, sometimes
his time listening to them with
only sound
that reassured him that he
***
Losing my emotions…
just for the
to forget. Numb myself from the
They call me strong.
The strongest human.
that
…I'm not strong.
I'm just a coward.
***
[Ashton City Community Orphanage.]
of children playing in the background. They seemed rather happy. In his hands was a small girl that
gazed at the orphanage in
at the young girl in his arms, he
is for the
to, but he knew this was the best decision he
a danger to
couldn't allow himself to be near her. He wanted to love her with all of his heart, but...
He didn't deserve her.
"Huh...huh.."
more as he gazed at the orphanage in the
Just that...
"Dada?"
came to a sudden stop as a sweet voice called
he lowered his gaze
They were so pure...
"Dada?"
little hands reaching out for 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