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."

by his words.She had been promised by

warmed her heart, offering a soft

always had a way of comforting her without

so, Roscoe put the hairdryer away and

"Let's go see Austin."

want to give Nicole a chance

in a few rare moments of childishness brought a sparkle of affection to

suite, consisting of

Roscoe discovered Austin already

and then he quietly left to

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

prominent nose bridge,

his eyes shut, he

seizing these quiet moments to gaze

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

a whirlwind of feelings, discomfort, sadness, and

hand, hesitating, pulling back, then reaching

of her presence, Austin’s small hand caught one of Nicole's fingers

slightly as he whispered,

felt overwhelmed, as if lightning had struck her,

holding back began to

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

asleep next to Austin,

was

were damp, a sight that made

Nicole wasn't as cold as

out when she

dealing with more pain and exhaustion than

her sleep, Roscoe gently covered her with a

Roscoe noticed Nicole's phone quietly buzzing

number

pretty good guess about

as Roscoe picked up the phone,

out here right

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

other end, then the sound of

need Nicole to pick

words out, teeth

kept his tone

if you've got a message, I'm here to pass