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."

a moment, touched by his words.She had been promised by

promise that warmed her heart, offering a soft touch

a way of

so, Roscoe put the hairdryer away

"Let's go see Austin."

moved quickly, almost as if he didn't want to give Nicole

a few rare

room was a lavish suite, consisting

the door, Roscoe discovered

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

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

long eyelashes, prominent nose bridge,

his eyes shut, he

closer, seizing these quiet moments to gaze at and

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

feelings, discomfort, sadness, and

her hand, hesitating, pulling back,

aware of her presence, Austin’s small hand caught one of Nicole's fingers

quivered slightly as he whispered,

Nicole felt overwhelmed, as if lightning had struck

been holding back began to

herself, "I'm sorry...Sorry, sweetheart.Mommy has made a lot

he saw Nicole asleep next to Austin, curled up

hand was still clutching

damp, a sight that made Roscoe's

Nicole wasn't as cold

side came out when she was by

more pain and exhaustion

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

Roscoe noticed Nicole's phone quietly buzzing on

unknown number

Roscoe had a pretty good guess about who it could

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

out here right now.I'm telling

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

on the other end, then the sound of the

Nicole to pick up

words

kept his

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