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."

for a moment, touched by his words.She had

that warmed her heart, offering a soft touch of

always had a way of comforting her without making

so, Roscoe put the

"Let's go see Austin."

almost as if he didn't want to give Nicole a chance to

maturity and composure, indulge in a few rare moments

room was a lavish suite,

door, Roscoe discovered

aside, allowing Nicole to enter, and then he quietly left to give

bathed in soft light, highlighted

long eyelashes, prominent nose bridge, and slender lips

shut, he

seizing these quiet moments to gaze at

tint common among children

of feelings,

hesitating, pulling back, then reaching

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

slightly as he whispered,

moment, Nicole felt overwhelmed, as if lightning had struck her,

had been holding back began to fall onto

tried to steady her breathing, softly telling herself, "I'm

Nicole asleep next to Austin, curled up in

hand was

eyelashes were damp, a sight that made Roscoe's heart

wasn't as cold as

came out when

dealing with more pain and exhaustion than anyone

her with a light blanket and made sure Austin was comfortable before

out of the room, Roscoe noticed Nicole's phone quietly buzzing

number kept

Roscoe had a pretty good guess about who it could

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

here

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

other end, then the sound of the

Nicole to pick up the

words

kept his

got a message, I'm here