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

hand tightly. It belonged to a young man.

her first steps today. I wasn't there, but I got a video of

took out his phone and

was seen approaching the camera. She had just taken two steps when she tripped and fell forward, at which point she

turned her

"Haha."

man laughed, finding

just like you. Even her frown is the

covered his mouth with his hand and rubbed it. His eyes started to

the woman. Even though it was only slight,

something warm began to run down the side of his

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

He pursed his lips.

and live like a family as we've

end of the sentence, his voice began to crack, and warmth continued to trickle

***

was still

when she was

she was the most beautiful person

could take that beauty away from

So…

have

did the world take

***

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

went on and on and on, stopping only when

his gaze directed toward the ceiling of the room.

"Hu..huh."

chest trembled as

and looked at his own reflection in the pane. His eyes were sunken

'Who is he?'

that was reflected on the glass. Was that

'That's not me.'

gaze away from the mirror, adamant

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

again, and Octavious turned his gaze toward the small girl who

'She's probably hungry, right?'

could explain why she was crying. Octavious blinked a few times before leaning his head against the

a while, he chose to leave it where it was and continued to

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "

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

spent his time listening to

the only sound that filled his empty

sound that reassured him

***

Losing my emotions…

just for the sake

just wanted to forget. Numb myself

They call me strong.

The strongest human.

only that was the

…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

lips trembled as he gazed at the orphanage

lowered his hand to gaze at the young girl in his

for the

he knew this was the

a

allow himself to be near her. He wanted to love her with all of his

He didn't deserve her.

"Huh...huh.."

at the orphanage in the distance. Closing his eyes, he firmed himself to

Just that...

"Dada?"

sudden stop as a sweet voice called out for

lowered his gaze to meet two innocent

They were so pure...

"Dada?"

called out again, her little hands reaching out

toward her. Her hands soon touched his cheeks and she let out a series of soft

"Uhum"

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