The Author's POV
Chapter 757
The moment those words escaped from my mouth, the very air around the room chilled entirely, and as I sat in front of Waylan, I found myself blinking for a longer time than I usually would have.
There was something nagging at the back of my mind, and for a moment, I hesitated to voice my thoughts, unsure of whether I was overthinking or not.
But as I studied Waylan's expression, the nagging feeling persisted within me, urging me to speak up.
I cleared my throat, breaking the silence between us.
"You know, Waylan, I've been thinking."
I said slowly, my voice laced with uncertainty.
"I couldn't help but wonder if there's more to Kevin's memory wipe than just sparing everyone the pain of his passing."
I thought I knew Kevin well, but after thinking about everything that had happened, I realized that I actually knew almost nothing about him.
The Kevin I knew was a lie.
...and thus, it made me question whether he truly erased everyone's memories to spare them from being hurt by his death.
Perhaps it was true to some extent, I felt that there was more to it than just that...
Waylan's eyes flickered with a hint of surprise before he lowered his gaze, his hand coming to rest on the wooden table between us.
"What do you mean?"
He asked, his voice neutral.
I blinked slowly once more, deliberating over the words that I was about to say.
"It's just that... apart from me, no one else should know about Kevin. And yet, somehow, you do."
I watched Waylan's hand tense slightly at my words, but he remained silent, listening intently.
I leaned forward, my eyes locked on his.
"So, how is it that you know?"
I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
"How is it that you don't know about his death and the changes he's made while I do?"
For a moment, Waylan's hand hovered uncertainly over the table, his expression unreadable. But then, he let out a soft chuckle, his features relaxing into a smile.
"Heh, so it's true then..."
he said, more to himself than to me.
His casual demeanor intrigued me, and I found myself studying him more closely, searching for any hint of deception or guilt.
"What have you figured out?"
I asked, unable to hide the curiosity in my voice.
Waylan looked up at me, his eyes glinting with amusement.
"Why did you suspect me? I thought I had done quite a good job up until this point..."
in his voice. Clearly, he wasn't
perfect... There should've been nothing
mumbled to himself as if to
"...and yet, I did."
calmly, my eyes
that I met a little while back, and
see
she tell
voice laced
the name
repeated her exact words, watching as Waylan's expression slowly
the name of
almost
pursing
"Indeed..."
myself before looking back at
really notice it at first, to be honest. To me, there was nothing really wrong with your name. I called you that,
was how it was supposed to be. How I thought it was
guess
each lost in our own thoughts. But then, Waylan spoke up, his voice
changed recently, haven't they? You found
looked up at
"Yes, they have."
my perspective, that was his name, and that was all there
Things, however, changed recently.
different. It wouldn't be surprising if some things were different... It made perfect sense if you
and I had no faults with it. Even after everything that I saw, I still
looked straight into Waylan's
everything was the same as before. Your name was what I thought it was, there didn't seem to be any change, and I felt my suspicions die down…
Protector knows the name
nun's words kept sticking in my mind. I wasn't
back against
was a farfetched thought, but… what if… and I mean what if… for some strange
thought, but thinking about Kevin… I had the sudden thought that perhaps,
took the nun's words to mind, wouldn't it mean that from my perspective, only I would know his true
automatically translated how everyone was referring to him,
entire time I had been calling
all a matter
"You see…"
Drumming my fingers over the armrest of the chair,
hoping that I was wrong, I had already confirmed things beforehand and was just clinging to the little hope that never existed, to begin
I have. It's a
one of
from how you're looking at me, you seem to have
kept staring at me with an impassive look
I continued.
from another
let out
of a farfetched thought, and I hoped I was wrong… I
head lowered
all. It turns out that my hunch was correct… and you
shocked, but as I went through the other's memories, I
perspective, he was Oliver
he Waylan Roshfield, and it only dawned upon me once I carefully looked through their memories and paid attention to every little detail in them. That was when I realized that
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