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 eyes were

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

her first steps today. I wasn't

took out his phone and played the

seen approaching the camera. She had just taken two steps when she tripped

her head to look

"Haha."

laughed, finding

just like you. Even her frown is

with his hand and rubbed it. His eyes started

response came from the woman. Even though 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, and he squeezed

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

He pursed his lips.

we can finally be together and live like a family as we've always

sentence, his voice began to crack, and

***

still

when she

eyes, she was the most beautiful person in the

that beauty away

So…

did she have

take

***

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

heard all throughout. They went on and on and on, stopping only when the child

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

"Hu..huh."

as he took

the pane. His eyes

'Who is he?'

look of the man that was reflected on the glass.

'That's not me.'

tore his gaze away from the mirror, adamant in his belief that he was merely

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa!"

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

'She's probably hungry, right?'

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

for a while, he chose to leave it where it was

"Uwaaa! Uwaaa! "

cries continued and stopped in cycles. Sometimes they'd go for hours, sometimes for minutes, before

spent his time listening to them

was the only sound that filled his empty

sound that reassured him that

***

Losing my emotions…

for the

wanted to forget. Numb myself

They call me strong.

The strongest human.

that

…I'm not strong.

I'm just a coward.

***

[Ashton City Community Orphanage.]

the sound of children playing

at the

hand to gaze at the young girl in his arms, he found himself

for

knew this was

a

wanted to love her with all of his heart, but... he was too broken

He didn't deserve her.

"Huh...huh.."

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

Just that...

"Dada?"

stop as a sweet voice called out for

he lowered his gaze to meet two innocent eyes looking

They were so pure...

"Dada?"

little hands reaching out for his

trembled and he slowly brought his head toward her. Her hands

"Uhum"

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