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."

touched by his words.She had been promised by others

it was Roscoe's promise that warmed her heart, offering a soft touch

of comforting

Roscoe put the hairdryer away and

"Let's go see Austin."

as if he didn't want to give Nicole a

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

suite, consisting of two

opening the door, Roscoe discovered Austin already

to enter, and then he

highlighted Austin's remarkable features

bridge, and slender

shut, he looked

closer, seizing these quiet moments to gaze

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

a whirlwind of feelings,

out her hand, hesitating, pulling

small hand caught one of Nicole's fingers tightly, just like he had done the

slightly as he whispered,

felt overwhelmed, as if lightning had struck her, her heart aching

holding back began to fall

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

walked in, he saw Nicole asleep next to Austin, curled up in a

tiny hand was

a sight that made

wasn't as cold as

came out when she was

dealing with more pain and exhaustion than

gently covered her with a light blanket and made

the room, Roscoe noticed Nicole's phone quietly buzzing on the

unknown number kept

had a pretty good

up the phone, a

out here right

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

end, then

to pick

the words out, teeth

kept his tone

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