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

warmed her heart, offering a soft touch of

of comforting her

said so, Roscoe put the hairdryer away

"Let's go see Austin."

as if he didn't want to

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

lavish suite,

door, Roscoe discovered Austin already

and then he

soft light, highlighted

prominent nose bridge, and

shut, he looked remarkably like

these quiet moments to

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

feelings, discomfort, sadness,

reached out her hand, hesitating, pulling back, then reaching out

caught one of Nicole's fingers tightly, just like he

quivered slightly as he whispered,

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

she had been holding back began to fall

tried to steady her breathing, softly telling herself, "I'm sorry...Sorry, sweetheart.Mommy has made a lot

in, he saw Nicole asleep next to Austin, curled

hand was still

damp, a sight

realized Nicole wasn't as cold

came out when she was

pain and

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

room, Roscoe noticed

unknown number kept

an eyebrow, Roscoe had a pretty good guess about

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

here right now.I'm telling

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

other end,

Nicole to pick up the

the words out, teeth

his

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