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."

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

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

of comforting

having said so, Roscoe put the hairdryer away

"Let's go see Austin."

almost as if he didn't want to give Nicole a

who usually acted with such maturity and composure, indulge in a few rare

suite, consisting of two connected

door, Roscoe discovered Austin

Nicole to enter, and then he quietly left to

bathed in soft light, highlighted Austin's remarkable features

long eyelashes, prominent nose bridge,

eyes shut, he looked remarkably

closer, seizing these quiet moments to gaze at

by his heart condition, lacked the rosy tint

of feelings, discomfort, sadness,

reached out her hand, hesitating, pulling

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

quivered slightly as he whispered,

overwhelmed, as if lightning had struck her, her heart

she had been holding back

her breathing, softly telling herself, "I'm

walked in, he saw Nicole asleep

tiny hand was still clutching Nicole's

eyelashes were damp, a sight that

wasn't as cold as

side came out when she was

more pain and

gently covered her with a light blanket and made sure Austin

out of the room, Roscoe noticed Nicole's

number kept

Roscoe had a pretty good guess about who it

up the phone, a

here right now.I'm

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

pause on the other end, then

need Nicole to pick

the words out, teeth

kept his

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