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."

touched by his words.She had been

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

way of comforting her

so, Roscoe put

"Let's go see Austin."

want to give Nicole

with such maturity and composure, indulge in a few rare

a lavish suite, consisting of two connected

Roscoe discovered

enter, and then he quietly left to give them

soft light, highlighted Austin's remarkable features as he

prominent nose bridge, and slender lips stood

his eyes shut, he looked

moments to gaze

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

of feelings, discomfort, sadness, and something

reached out her hand, hesitating, pulling back,

of her presence, Austin’s small hand caught one of Nicole's fingers tightly,

quivered slightly as he whispered,

that moment, Nicole felt overwhelmed, as if lightning had

holding back began to

steady her breathing, softly telling herself, "I'm

Nicole asleep next to Austin, curled

tiny hand was still clutching

were damp, a sight that made

wasn't as cold

soft side came out when

with more pain and exhaustion than anyone

her with a light blanket and made sure Austin was comfortable

Roscoe noticed

unknown number

had a pretty good guess about who it could

as Roscoe picked up the phone, a

out here right now.I'm telling

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

pause on the other end, then the sound of

need Nicole to pick up the

words out, teeth

kept his tone

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