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 her eyes were
tightly. It belonged to a young man. He looked at her with
I wasn't there, but I
took out his phone
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
slowly turned her head to look at
"Haha."
man laughed, finding the little girl
looks just like you. Even her frown is
mouth with his hand and rubbed it. His
though it was only slight, Octavious noticed
began to run down the side of his
Haha, of course, she is. She looks just like you,
He pursed his lips.
finally be together and live like a family as we've
voice began to crack, and warmth continued to trickle down the side of his
***
was still beautiful to
when she was
eyes, she was the most beautiful person in the
take that
So…
she have
take her away from
***
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
wail of a child could be heard all throughout. They went on and on and on, stopping only when
ceiling
"Hu..huh."
as he took
stood, and looked at his own reflection in the pane. His eyes were sunken in, his hair was a mess,
'Who is he?'
questioning the look of the man that was reflected on the glass. Was
'That's not me.'
gaze away from the mirror, adamant in his belief that he
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
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?'
crying. Octavious blinked a few times before leaning his head against the sofa
he chose to leave it where it was and continued to listen
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "
cries continued and stopped in cycles. Sometimes they'd go for hours,
listening to them
the only sound that filled his empty
that reassured him that
***
Losing my emotions…
purely just for the sake
to forget. Numb myself
They call me strong.
The strongest human.
only that was the
…I'm not strong.
I'm just a coward.
***
[Ashton City Community Orphanage.]
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 girl that was quietly resting with her thumb in
at
at the
is for
he knew this was the best decision he
was a
her, he couldn't allow himself to be near her. He wanted to love her with all of his
He didn't deserve her.
"Huh...huh.."
at the orphanage in
Just that...
"Dada?"
came to a sudden stop as a sweet voice called out for
that moment and he lowered his gaze to meet two
They were so pure...
"Dada?"
again, her little hands reaching
Her hands soon touched
"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