Love Unbreakable

Nicole was unconscious when giving birth to Austin, and it took her two years to recover.

She moved from deep despair to something that felt more like normal life.

All this time, Roscoe had been waiting with patience.

He now felt it was time for Nicole to see him differently.

He wanted more than just friends.

Roscoe's sincere gaze made Nicole feel guilty without him even trying.

She wasn't enthusiastic about living on.

Yet, Roscoe's future was still full of promise and hope.

Taking a deep breath, Nicole began, "Roscoe, I've caused you so much trouble.I..."

"Let's talk about this later.You will get cold if I don't dry your hair,"

Roscoe interrupted, not wanting to hear her apologies, focusing instead on drying her hair.

Roscoe understood that it wasn't just about his confessing his love for her.

It was about helping Nicole not be afraid to love and be loved again.

Even though he knew it would be challenging, he was ready to tackle any obstacles because of his feelings for her.

Nicole remained quiet.

Standing in front of the mirror, Nicole caught a glimpse of their reflections.

She realized, maybe for the first time, just how much taller Roscoe was, easily a head and more above her.

His usual choice of a shirt gave him a slender look.

But now, fresh from a shower and in a snug white T-shirt, the outline of Roscoe’s defined waist and abs was clearly visible through the material.

It was a classic example of someone who looked slim in clothes but was surprisingly muscular.

Nicole's face, likely flushed from the warmth of the hairdryer, glowed, highlighting her gentle beauty.

After he finished drying her hair, Roscoe hung around, seemingly reluctant to leave.

"Nicole, you know, having you around is never a hassle for me."

froze for a moment, touched by his words.She had been promised

warmed her heart, offering a soft touch of

of

said so, Roscoe put the hairdryer away and

"Let's go see Austin."

if he didn't want to give Nicole

composure, indulge in a few rare moments of childishness brought a sparkle of affection to Nicole's

suite, consisting of two connected

opening the door, Roscoe discovered Austin

Nicole to enter, and then he quietly

highlighted Austin's

prominent nose bridge, and slender

eyes shut, he looked remarkably

stepped closer, seizing these quiet moments to gaze at and gently touch

heart condition, lacked the rosy tint common among children his age, displaying a slight purple

experienced a whirlwind of feelings,

her hand, hesitating, pulling

as if aware of her presence, Austin’s small hand caught one of Nicole's fingers tightly, just like he

slightly

overwhelmed, as if lightning had struck her, her heart

back

telling herself,

in, he saw Nicole asleep next to Austin,

hand was

a sight that made Roscoe's heart

as cold as

came out

was dealing with more pain and exhaustion than anyone

wanting to disturb her sleep, Roscoe gently covered her with a light blanket and made sure Austin was comfortable before

the room, Roscoe noticed Nicole's phone

unknown number kept

a pretty

Roscoe picked up the phone, a man's frantic voice

here right

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

on the other end, then the sound of the

need Nicole to pick up

spat the words

his tone

if you've got a message, I'm here