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 had been promised by

promise that warmed her heart, offering

way of comforting her

put the hairdryer away and

"Let's go see Austin."

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

such maturity and composure, indulge in a few rare moments

lavish suite, consisting of

opening the door, Roscoe discovered Austin already fast

aside, allowing Nicole to enter, and then

soft light, highlighted

bridge, and slender lips

shut, he looked

closer, seizing these quiet moments to gaze at

lips, affected by his heart condition, lacked the rosy tint common among children his

a whirlwind of feelings, discomfort, sadness, and something

hesitating, pulling back,

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

quivered slightly as he whispered,

overwhelmed, as if lightning had struck her, her

been holding back began

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

Nicole asleep next to Austin, curled up

hand was still

were damp, a sight that made

wasn't as cold

out when she was

was dealing with more pain and exhaustion than

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

room, Roscoe noticed Nicole's phone quietly buzzing

number kept

an eyebrow, Roscoe had a pretty good guess

picked up the phone,

here

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

pause on the other end, then

to

the words out,

his tone

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