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
belonged to a young man. He looked at her with
her first steps today. I wasn't there, but I
phone and
a cute little frown was seen approaching the camera. She had just taken two steps when she tripped and
figure slowly turned her head
"Haha."
laughed, finding the
like you. Even her
His eyes
response came from the woman. Even though it was only slight, Octavious noticed that the corners
run down the side of his cheek, and he squeezed her hand even more
right? Haha, of course, she is.
He pursed his lips.
that we can finally be together and live
voice began to crack, and warmth
***
still beautiful to
she
eyes, she was the most
could take that
So…
she have
the world take her away from
***
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
child could be heard all throughout. They went on and on and on, stopping only
gaze directed toward the ceiling of the room. It was pink. A
"Hu..huh."
trembled as he took a
turned his 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
'Who is he?'
the look of the man that was reflected on the glass. Was that
'That's not me.'
adamant in his
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
gaze toward the small girl who
'She's probably hungry, right?'
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
where it was and continued to listen to the child's
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "
and stopped in cycles. Sometimes they'd go for hours, sometimes for minutes,
spent his time listening to them with his eyes
sound that
that reassured him that
***
Losing my emotions…
for the sake of
to forget. Numb myself from the
They call me strong.
The strongest human.
only that was
…I'm not strong.
I'm just a coward.
***
[Ashton City Community Orphanage.]
at 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 girl that was quietly resting with her thumb in her
lips trembled as he gazed at the
at the young girl in
is for
to, but he knew this
a danger to
He wanted to love her with all of his heart, but... he was too broken to love
He didn't deserve her.
"Huh...huh.."
trembled once more as he gazed at the orphanage in the distance. Closing his
Just that...
"Dada?"
to a sudden stop as a sweet voice called
that moment and he lowered his gaze to meet two innocent
They were so pure...
"Dada?"
little hands
Her hands soon touched his cheeks and she let out a
"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