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.
were dry, and her eyes
tightly. It belonged to a young man. He
wasn't there, but
phone
cute little frown was seen approaching the camera. She had just taken two steps when she tripped and fell forward, at which point
figure slowly turned her head
"Haha."
laughed, finding the little
just like you. Even
his mouth with his hand and rubbed it. His
a response came from the woman. Even though it was only slight, Octavious noticed that the corners of her
warm began to run down the side of his cheek, and he squeezed her hand even
she's cute too, right? Haha, of course, she is. She looks just like
He pursed his lips.
be together and live
his voice began to crack, and warmth continued to trickle down
***
still beautiful
when she was
my eyes, she was the
could take that beauty
So…
she have
take her
***
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
child could be heard all throughout. They went on and on and
on the sofa, his gaze directed toward the ceiling of the room. It was pink. A
"Hu..huh."
as he took a
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
'Who is he?'
was reflected on the glass. Was that supposed to
'That's not me.'
tore his gaze away from the mirror, adamant in his belief that he
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
his gaze toward the small girl who was laying on the white crib
'She's probably hungry, right?'
crying. Octavious blinked a few times before leaning his head against the sofa and turning his attention to the bottle of milk that was sitting next
where
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "
they'd go for hours,
to them with his eyes
the only sound
that reassured him that he
***
Losing my emotions…
purely just for the sake of
forget.
They call me strong.
The strongest human.
that was
…I'm not strong.
I'm just a coward.
***
[Ashton City Community Orphanage.]
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
at the orphanage in
the young girl in
for the
he knew this was the best decision he could
a danger
he couldn't allow himself to be near her. He wanted to love her with all of his heart, but... he
He didn't deserve her.
"Huh...huh.."
chest trembled once more as he gazed at the orphanage in the
Just that...
"Dada?"
feet came to a sudden stop as a sweet
and he lowered his gaze to meet
They were so pure...
"Dada?"
out again, her little hands reaching
he slowly brought his head toward her. Her hands soon touched his cheeks and she let
"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