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

tightly. It belonged to a

first steps today. I wasn't there,

phone

little frown was seen approaching the camera. She had just

figure slowly turned her head

"Haha."

laughed, finding the little girl

Even her frown

and rubbed it. His eyes started to redden a

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

down the side of his cheek, and he

of course, she is. She looks just like you, so get

He pursed his lips.

that we can finally be together and live like a

the sentence, his voice began to crack, and warmth continued

***

still beautiful to

she

eyes, she was the

that beauty away from

So…

did she have

world take

***

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

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

gaze directed toward the ceiling of the

"Hu..huh."

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

'Who is he?'

himself questioning the look of the man that was reflected on the glass. Was that supposed to be

'That's not me.'

gaze away from the mirror, adamant

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

his gaze

'She's probably hungry, right?'

was crying. Octavious blinked a few times before leaning his head against the sofa and turning his attention to the bottle of milk that

leave it where it was and continued to listen to the

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "

and stopped in cycles. Sometimes they'd

listening to them with his

only sound that filled his

reassured him that

***

Losing my emotions…

wasn't purely just for the

just wanted to forget.

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 girl that was quietly

as he gazed at the

gaze at the young girl in his

is for

but he knew this was the best decision he

was a

couldn't allow himself to be near her. He wanted to love her with all

He didn't deserve her.

"Huh...huh.."

chest trembled once more as he gazed at the orphanage in the distance. Closing his eyes, he firmed himself to move

Just that...

"Dada?"

stop as a sweet voice called out for

and he lowered his gaze to meet two innocent eyes

They were so pure...

"Dada?"

her little hands reaching out for his

and he slowly brought his head toward her. Her hands soon touched his cheeks and she let out

"Uhum"

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