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."

his words.She

Roscoe's promise that warmed her heart, offering a

had a way of comforting her without making it

said so, Roscoe put the hairdryer away

"Let's go see Austin."

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

a few rare moments of childishness

was a lavish suite, consisting of two connected

opening the door, Roscoe discovered Austin

to enter, and then he quietly left to

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

long eyelashes, prominent nose bridge,

he looked remarkably like

closer, seizing these quiet moments to gaze

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

feelings, discomfort, sadness,

her hand, hesitating, pulling back, then

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

slightly as he

overwhelmed, as if lightning

been holding back began to fall

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

in, he saw Nicole asleep next to

tiny hand was still

sight

Nicole wasn't as

side came out

was dealing with more pain and

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

noticed Nicole's phone quietly buzzing on

unknown number

a pretty good guess about who it could

picked up the phone, a man's frantic voice

here right

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

the other end, then the sound of the man breathing

need Nicole to pick up the

words

kept his tone

got