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

wasn't there,

out his phone and played

frown was seen approaching the camera.

her head

"Haha."

laughed, finding

Even her frown

his mouth with his hand and rubbed it. His eyes

it was only slight, Octavious noticed that the corners of her mouth turned upwards

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

cute too, right? Haha, of course, she is. She looks just

He pursed his lips.

we can finally be together and live like a

voice began to crack, and

***

was still beautiful to

she was

was the most beautiful

take that beauty

So…

did she have to leave

take her away

***

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

be heard all throughout. They went on and on and

lay on the sofa, his gaze directed toward the ceiling of the room. It was pink.

"Hu..huh."

chest trembled as he took a

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

'Who is he?'

reflected on the glass. Was

'That's not me.'

away from the mirror, adamant

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

again, and Octavious turned his gaze toward

'She's probably hungry, right?'

crying. Octavious blinked a few times before leaning his head against the sofa

to leave it where it was

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "

and stopped in cycles. Sometimes they'd go for hours, sometimes for

spent his time listening to them with his

the only sound that

only sound that reassured him that

***

Losing my emotions…

purely just for

wanted to forget. Numb

They call me strong.

The strongest human.

only that

…I'm not strong.

I'm just a coward.

***

[Ashton City Community Orphanage.]

stared 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

trembled as he gazed at the orphanage in

he lowered his hand to gaze at the young girl in his

for

want to, but he knew this

a danger

himself to be near her. He wanted to love her with all of his heart, but... he

He didn't deserve her.

"Huh...huh.."

he gazed at the orphanage in

Just that...

"Dada?"

feet came to a sudden stop as a sweet voice called out

moment and he lowered his gaze to

They were so pure...

"Dada?"

called out again, her little hands

head toward her. Her hands soon touched his cheeks

"Uhum"

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