Love Unbreakable

Roscoe Roscoe grasped Nicole's ankle gently, yet his touch was steady and did not interfere with his task.

Clad in disposable plastic gloves, Roscoe applied an ointment that brought a cooling relief and numbed the pain.

The sensation was so comforting that Nicole found her toes involuntarily curling, her pulse thudding audibly in her ears.

Roscoe's expression remained detached throughout the procedure.

Once he finished with the ointment, he discarded his gloves in the trash bin, along with the porridge Jarrod had brought, without a second glance.

He exited briefly, returning with a thermos in hand, and proceeded to elevate the bed.

"Nicole, would you prefer to feed yourself, or shall I assist?" he inquired, his politeness unwavering.

Nicole, still somewhat dazed from the treatment, only registered his question when he repeated it.

She reached out slowly.

"I can manage on my own.” As her fingers brushed against his, Roscoe insisted, “Stay still.

I'll handle this.” Roscoe set up a small table, expertly transferred the porridge into a bowl, and fetched a spoon.

Nicole couldn't help but notice the pristine beauty of his hands, his nails short and clean, his veins subtly pronounced against his clenched fists, signaling strength.

Her cheeks flushed with heat.

This wasn't the first time he had tended to her wounds.

As Roscoe handed her the spoon, Nicole's hunger surged, especially for the shrimp-corn porridge, her favored dish.

She began to eat with an earnest appetite.

After the meal, Roscoe cleaned up the table and returned the bed to its original position.

“You should rest now, Nicole.

I'll be here to look after you,” he offered.

But Nicole's head shook in denial.

"No, Roscoe." Roscoe's gaze was intense as he watched her silently.

her face away, not daring to look at

for your education was one

me for the

anyone entangled with me lately seems to suffer.” Roscoe listened without a flicker of emotion across his

me before.” Nicole recalled their encounter at the hospital's safe corridor, but her mind was a haze

teen of fifteen, one of many in a crowd where her father had taken

She didn't remember him.

had

an

do you love

at this moment that Nicole

untainted Jarrod, not the monster who refused to let her

Nicole felt Roscoe's touch steering her gaze back

hoping you'd understand my intentions,”

making Nicole find

next words, Nicole

want to drag anyone

his thoughts, Nicole interjected, "Roscoe,

for him, my bond with him is

turned out well, and that would please my

suggested they keep

to turn her face

remained silent, gazing

his head, halting just before his thin

and a whisper, Roscoe vowed, "Nicole, once I surpass that man, you will be mine.” Left

hell? In her eyes, Roscoe

words somewhat unsettled

got a message from Bryce, requesting her address to pick her

sent her location

made her way downstairs

the door, she spotted

in the passenger seat, beckoning her over with a

pulled open the door and climbed

her surprise, Eloise was seated in the back, her

narrowed at

"Bryce, is

was thick

harbored dislike toward Raegan, and