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

it was Roscoe's promise that warmed her heart,

way of comforting her without making it

so, Roscoe put the hairdryer

"Let's go see Austin."

want to give Nicole a

a few rare moments of childishness

room was a lavish suite, consisting of two connected

opening the door, Roscoe discovered Austin

Nicole to enter, and then he quietly left

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

prominent nose bridge, and slender lips

he looked

seizing these quiet moments to gaze at and gently touch

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

of feelings, discomfort, sadness, and something

out her hand, hesitating, pulling back, then

of Nicole's fingers tightly, just like he

slightly as he

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

back began to fall

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

saw Nicole asleep next to

hand was still clutching

damp, a sight that made Roscoe's

as

came out when

pain and exhaustion than

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

out of the room, Roscoe noticed

number

eyebrow, Roscoe had a pretty good guess about who it could

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

get out here right

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

on the other end, then the sound of the man breathing

need Nicole to pick up the

the words out,

his

sleeping.But if you've got a message, I'm