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.

and her eyes were

hand grasped her hand tightly. It belonged to a young man. He looked at

today. I wasn't there, but

out his phone and played the

frown was seen approaching the camera. She had just taken two steps when she tripped and fell forward, at which point

turned her head to

"Haha."

finding the little girl

Even her

his mouth with his hand and rubbed it. His eyes started

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

it, something warm began to run down the side of his cheek, and

she is.

He pursed his lips.

be together and live like a family as we've always

crack, and warmth continued to trickle down

***

still

when she was

the

that beauty

So…

did she have

the world take her away

***

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

be heard all throughout. They went on and on and on, stopping only

the sofa, his gaze directed toward the ceiling of

"Hu..huh."

chest trembled as

own reflection in the pane. His eyes were sunken

'Who is he?'

of the man that was reflected on the

'That's not me.'

his gaze away from the mirror, adamant in

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

his gaze toward the

'She's probably hungry, right?'

leaning his head against the sofa and turning his attention to

to leave it where it was and continued

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "

cycles. Sometimes they'd go for

to them with his eyes

only sound that

that reassured him that

***

Losing my emotions…

for

forget. Numb

They call me strong.

The strongest human.

only that was

…I'm not strong.

I'm just a coward.

***

[Ashton City Community Orphanage.]

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

trembled as he gazed at

the young girl in his arms, he found himself

is for

want to, but he knew this was the best

a danger to

to love her with all of his heart, but...

He didn't deserve her.

"Huh...huh.."

at the orphanage in the distance.

Just that...

"Dada?"

as a sweet voice called out

at that moment and he lowered

They were so pure...

"Dada?"

called out again, her little hands

her. Her hands soon touched

"Uhum"

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