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

that warmed her heart, offering

always had a way of comforting

put the hairdryer away and headed

"Let's go see Austin."

want

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

suite, consisting

door, Roscoe

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

light, highlighted Austin's remarkable features as

nose bridge, and

eyes shut, he

stepped closer, seizing these quiet moments to gaze at and

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

experienced a whirlwind of feelings,

hesitating, pulling back, then

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

lips quivered slightly

if lightning had struck her, her

had been holding back began to fall onto

tried to steady her breathing, softly telling herself,

Roscoe walked in, he saw Nicole asleep next to Austin, curled

hand was still clutching Nicole's

a sight

wasn't as cold as she

out

was dealing with more pain

to disturb her sleep, Roscoe gently covered her with a light blanket and made sure Austin was

Roscoe noticed Nicole's phone quietly buzzing

unknown number kept

Roscoe had a pretty good guess about who it

soon as Roscoe picked up the phone, a man's

out here right now.I'm

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

pause on the other end,

need Nicole to pick

the words out,

kept his tone

you've got