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 by

promise that warmed her heart,

had a way of comforting her without

said so, Roscoe put the hairdryer away and headed

"Let's go see Austin."

want to give Nicole

in a few rare

a lavish suite, consisting of

opening the door, Roscoe discovered Austin already fast

to enter, and then he quietly left to give them some

soft light, highlighted Austin's remarkable features as he

nose bridge,

he looked remarkably like

seizing these quiet moments to gaze at and gently

rosy tint common among children his age, displaying a slight purple

of feelings, discomfort, sadness, and something

hesitating, pulling back,

caught one of Nicole's fingers tightly, just like he had

slightly as

felt overwhelmed, as if lightning had struck her, her

back began

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

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

hand was still

were damp, a sight that

wasn't as cold as

came out when she was by

dealing with more pain and exhaustion than anyone

with a light blanket and made sure Austin was

Roscoe noticed Nicole's phone quietly buzzing on the

unknown number

eyebrow, Roscoe had a pretty good

picked up the phone,

out here right now.I'm

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

a pause on the other end, then the sound of the

Nicole to pick

spat the words out,

his

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