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.
dry, and her
belonged to a young man. He looked at her with distraught
took her first steps today. I wasn't there, but I got a
took out his phone
a cute little frown was seen approaching the camera. She had just taken two steps when she tripped
slowly turned her head to look at
"Haha."
finding the little girl
just like you. Even her frown is the
it. His eyes started to redden a little,
Even though it was only slight, Octavious noticed
down the side of his cheek, and he squeezed her hand
Haha, of course, she is. She looks just like you, so get
He pursed his lips.
and live like a family as we've always
the sentence, his voice began to crack, and warmth continued to trickle down
***
was still beautiful to
when she
my eyes, she was the most beautiful person in the
could take that beauty away
So…
did she have to leave
take her away
***
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
a child could be heard all throughout. They went on and on and on, stopping only when the
gaze directed toward the ceiling
"Hu..huh."
chest trembled as he
his own reflection in the pane. His eyes were
'Who is he?'
look of the man that was reflected on the glass. Was that supposed to be him?
'That's not me.'
the mirror, adamant in his
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"
to cry again, and Octavious turned his gaze toward the
'She's probably hungry, right?'
times before leaning his head against the sofa and turning his attention to the bottle of milk that was sitting next
leave it where it was and continued to listen
"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "
Sometimes they'd go
spent his time listening to them with his
was the only sound that filled his
only sound that reassured him that
***
Losing my emotions…
just for
forget. Numb myself from the
They call me strong.
The strongest human.
that was the
…I'm not strong.
I'm just a coward.
***
[Ashton City Community Orphanage.]
him. It belonged to a small chapel, and he could hear the sound of children playing in
gazed at the orphanage
his hand to gaze at the young
is for the
didn't want to, but he knew this was the best decision he
a danger to
her. He wanted to love her with all of his heart, but... he was too broken to love
He didn't deserve her.
"Huh...huh.."
at the orphanage in the distance. Closing his eyes, he firmed
Just that...
"Dada?"
came to a sudden stop as a sweet voice called out for
his entire body freeze at that moment and he lowered his gaze to meet two innocent eyes looking directly at
They were so pure...
"Dada?"
again, her little hands reaching
his head toward her. Her hands soon touched his cheeks and she let out
"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