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."

by his words.She had

Roscoe's promise that warmed her heart, offering a soft

way of

having said so, Roscoe put the hairdryer

"Let's go see Austin."

want to give Nicole a chance to say

acted with such maturity and composure, indulge in a few rare moments of childishness brought a sparkle of affection to Nicole's

lavish suite, consisting of

door, Roscoe discovered Austin already fast

aside, allowing Nicole to enter, and then he quietly

room, bathed in soft light, highlighted Austin's remarkable features as

eyelashes, prominent nose bridge, and slender lips stood

shut, he looked

closer, seizing these quiet moments

heart condition, lacked the rosy tint common among children his age,

of feelings,

hesitating,

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

quivered slightly as he whispered,

felt overwhelmed, as if lightning had struck her, her heart

been holding back began to fall onto her

herself, "I'm sorry...Sorry,

in, he saw Nicole asleep next

hand was still clutching

sight that made

as cold

out when she was

dealing with more pain

a light blanket and made sure Austin was comfortable

the room, Roscoe noticed Nicole's phone quietly buzzing on

number

Roscoe had a pretty good guess about who

soon as Roscoe picked up the

out here right

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

the other end, then the sound of

to

spat the words out, teeth

kept his tone

you've got a message, I'm here