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

belonged to a young man. He looked at her with

steps today. I wasn't there, but I got a video of

out his phone and played

a ponytail and sporting a cute little frown was seen approaching the

figure slowly turned her

"Haha."

laughed, finding the

just like you. Even her frown is the

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

came from the woman. Even though it was only slight, Octavious noticed that the corners

run down the side of

she's cute too, right? Haha, of course, she

He pursed his lips.

better so that we can finally be together and live like a family

crack, and warmth continued to trickle down the side of his

***

was still

when she was like

was the most beautiful person in

could take that

So…

have

world take her away from

***

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

went on and on and on, stopping only when the

directed toward the ceiling of the room. It was pink. A color

"Hu..huh."

chest 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 mess, and his clothes were

'Who is he?'

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

'That's not me.'

the mirror, adamant in his belief that

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

then, the child began to cry again, 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

pondering for a while, he chose to leave it where it was and continued to

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "

they'd

spent his time listening to them with his

sound that

only sound that reassured him that he wasn't

***

Losing my emotions…

purely just for the

forget. Numb myself

They call me strong.

The strongest human.

only that

…I'm not strong.

I'm just a coward.

***

[Ashton City Community Orphanage.]

the sign in front 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

at

lowered his hand to gaze at the young girl in

is for

knew this was the best decision he

a

her. He wanted to love her with all of his heart, but... he was too broken to love

He didn't deserve her.

"Huh...huh.."

more as he gazed at the orphanage in the distance. Closing

Just that...

"Dada?"

came to a sudden stop as a sweet

he lowered his gaze to meet two innocent eyes looking

They were so pure...

"Dada?"

called out again, her little hands reaching out for his

toward her. Her hands soon touched his cheeks and

"Uhum"

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