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."

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

promise that warmed her heart, offering a soft

way of comforting her without

said so, Roscoe put the hairdryer away and

"Let's go see Austin."

quickly, almost as if he didn't want

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

a lavish suite,

the door, Roscoe discovered Austin already

Nicole to enter, and then he

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

bridge, and slender

his eyes shut, he looked remarkably like

these quiet moments to gaze at

tint common among children his age, displaying a slight

a whirlwind of feelings, discomfort, sadness,

hesitating, pulling back, then reaching

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

quivered slightly as he whispered,

moment, Nicole felt overwhelmed, as if

she had been holding back began

telling herself, "I'm sorry...Sorry, sweetheart.Mommy

saw Nicole asleep next to Austin, curled up in

hand was

damp, a sight that made Roscoe's

wasn't as cold as she

out when she was

pain and exhaustion than anyone

Roscoe gently covered her with a light blanket and made sure

out of the room, Roscoe noticed Nicole's phone quietly

number kept

an eyebrow, Roscoe had a pretty good guess

Roscoe picked up the phone, a man's

get out here right now.I'm telling

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

the other end,

Nicole to pick up

words out, teeth

his

got