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."

touched by his words.She had been promised by others

it was Roscoe's promise that warmed her heart, offering

had a way of comforting her without

put the hairdryer

"Let's go see Austin."

as if he didn't want to give Nicole a

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

suite, consisting of

opening the door, Roscoe discovered Austin already

enter, and then he quietly left to give them

room, bathed in soft light, highlighted Austin's

long eyelashes, prominent nose bridge,

shut, he looked

closer, seizing these quiet moments to gaze at

heart condition, lacked the rosy tint common among children

of feelings, discomfort, sadness,

reached out her hand, hesitating, pulling

one of Nicole's fingers tightly, just like he

lips quivered slightly as he whispered,

overwhelmed, as if lightning had struck her, her

back began to

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

in, he saw Nicole asleep next to Austin,

hand was still

sight that made Roscoe's heart

wasn't as cold as

came out when she was by

pain and exhaustion than

sleep, Roscoe gently covered her with a light blanket and made

Roscoe noticed Nicole's phone quietly

number kept

eyebrow, Roscoe had a pretty good guess about who it

as Roscoe picked up the phone, a

get out here right now.I'm telling

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

on the other end, then

need Nicole to pick up

the words out, teeth

kept his tone

get it? She's sleeping.But if you've got a message, I'm here to pass