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

her heart, offering a

always had a way of comforting her without making it

Roscoe put

"Let's go see Austin."

almost as if he didn't want

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

a lavish suite, consisting of two connected

door, Roscoe

to enter, and then he quietly left to give

in soft light, highlighted Austin's

bridge, and

he looked remarkably like

stepped closer, seizing these quiet moments to gaze

heart condition, lacked the rosy tint

feelings, discomfort, sadness, and something

hand, hesitating, pulling back, then

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

quivered slightly

overwhelmed, as if lightning

been holding back began to fall onto her

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

saw Nicole asleep next to Austin, curled up in a

tiny hand was

damp, a sight that made

wasn't as

side came out when she

pain

a light blanket and made sure Austin was comfortable before

Roscoe noticed Nicole's phone quietly buzzing on

unknown number

eyebrow, Roscoe had a pretty good guess about who it could

soon as Roscoe picked up the phone, a man's

here right now.I'm telling

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

other end,

need Nicole to

spat the words out, teeth

his

sleeping.But if you've got a