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."

for a moment, touched by his words.She had been promised by

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

a way of comforting her without making

said so, Roscoe put the hairdryer away and headed

"Let's go see Austin."

almost as if he didn't want

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

was a lavish suite,

the door, Roscoe

to enter, and then he quietly

in soft light, highlighted Austin's remarkable features as

long eyelashes, prominent nose bridge,

he looked remarkably like

quiet moments to gaze

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

whirlwind of feelings, discomfort, sadness,

her hand, hesitating, pulling

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

slightly as

as if lightning had struck her, her heart

she had been holding back began

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

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

hand was still clutching

were damp, a sight that made

as cold as

out when

more pain and exhaustion

a light blanket and

out of the room, Roscoe noticed Nicole's phone quietly

number kept

pretty good guess about who it

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

get out here right now.I'm

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

the other end, then

to pick up

the words out, teeth

his tone

get it? She's sleeping.But if you've got a