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."

froze for a moment, touched by his words.She

her heart, offering a soft touch

way of comforting

put

"Let's go see Austin."

quickly, almost as if he didn't want to give Nicole

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

room was a lavish suite, consisting of two

the door, Roscoe discovered Austin

and then he quietly left to

room, bathed in soft light, highlighted Austin's

eyelashes, prominent nose bridge, and slender lips

shut, he looked remarkably

these quiet moments to gaze at

his heart condition, lacked the rosy tint common among children his age, displaying

of feelings,

hand, hesitating, pulling back, then reaching out

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

lips quivered slightly as he whispered,

that moment, Nicole felt overwhelmed, as if lightning

holding back began

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

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

tiny hand was still clutching

damp, a sight that made Roscoe's

wasn't as cold as

side came out

with more pain and exhaustion

covered her with a

noticed Nicole's phone quietly

unknown number

eyebrow, Roscoe had a pretty good guess about

Roscoe picked up the phone, a man's frantic

here right now.I'm telling

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

a pause on the other end, then

need Nicole to

the words out, teeth

his tone

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