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."

his words.She had been promised

Roscoe's promise that warmed her

of comforting her without making it

having said so, Roscoe put

"Let's go see Austin."

as if he didn't want to give Nicole a chance to say

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

a lavish suite, consisting of two

the door, Roscoe

and then he

light, highlighted Austin's remarkable features as he

prominent nose bridge, and

shut, he looked remarkably

seizing these quiet moments to

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

whirlwind of feelings,

reached out her hand, hesitating, pulling back, then

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

slightly as he whispered,

overwhelmed, as if lightning had struck

been holding back began to fall

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

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

tiny hand was

eyelashes were damp, a sight that made Roscoe's heart

Nicole wasn't as

came out when she was by

pain and

covered her with a light blanket and made sure Austin was

out of the room, Roscoe noticed Nicole's

number kept

an eyebrow, Roscoe had a pretty

the phone, a man's frantic voice

get out here

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

on the other end, then the sound of the man

need Nicole to pick up the

words out, teeth

kept his

sleeping.But if you've got a message, I'm