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 had been promised by others many

warmed her heart, offering

of comforting her

put

"Let's go see Austin."

he didn't want to give Nicole a chance to

composure, indulge in a few rare moments of childishness brought a sparkle

was a lavish suite, consisting of

the door, Roscoe discovered Austin already

and then he

in soft light, highlighted Austin's remarkable features as

prominent nose bridge,

shut, he looked remarkably

closer, seizing these quiet moments to

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

experienced a whirlwind of feelings,

hesitating,

presence, Austin’s small hand caught one of Nicole's fingers tightly, just like he

slightly as he whispered,

that moment, Nicole felt overwhelmed, as if lightning had struck her, her

been holding back began to

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

Nicole asleep next to Austin, curled up

tiny hand was

a sight that made Roscoe's heart

Nicole wasn't as

soft side came out when

more pain

wanting to disturb her sleep, Roscoe gently covered her with a light

room, Roscoe noticed Nicole's phone

unknown number

an eyebrow, Roscoe had a pretty good guess about who

up the phone, a man's frantic

out here right

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

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

Nicole to pick

the words out,

kept his

you get it? She's sleeping.But if you've got a message, I'm here to