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 had been promised

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

way of comforting her without making it

Roscoe put the hairdryer away

"Let's go see Austin."

didn't want to give Nicole a chance to say

with such maturity and composure, indulge in a few rare moments of childishness

room was a lavish suite, consisting

the door, Roscoe

and then he quietly left to give them

light, highlighted Austin's remarkable

bridge, and slender lips stood

eyes shut, he looked remarkably

seizing these quiet moments to gaze at and gently

the rosy tint common among

of feelings, discomfort, sadness, and something

her hand, hesitating, pulling back,

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

slightly as he whispered,

overwhelmed, as if lightning had

been holding back began to fall onto her

breathing, softly telling herself, "I'm sorry...Sorry, sweetheart.Mommy has made a lot

saw Nicole asleep next to Austin, curled

was

a sight that made Roscoe's heart

realized Nicole wasn't as

came out when she was

was dealing with more pain and exhaustion than

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

noticed Nicole's phone quietly buzzing on

unknown number kept

eyebrow, Roscoe had a pretty

picked up the phone, a man's frantic voice hit

here

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

was a pause on the other end, then the sound of the

need Nicole to pick up

the words

his

She's sleeping.But if you've got a