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."

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

warmed her heart, offering a soft

a way of comforting her without making it

Roscoe put the hairdryer away

"Let's go see Austin."

didn't want to give Nicole a chance

a few rare moments of childishness

room was a lavish suite, consisting of two

door, Roscoe discovered Austin

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

bathed in soft light, highlighted Austin's remarkable

bridge, and

eyes shut, he looked remarkably

seizing these quiet moments to gaze

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

whirlwind of feelings, discomfort, sadness, and something

hesitating, pulling back,

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

quivered slightly as he whispered,

felt overwhelmed, as if lightning had struck her, her heart aching

been holding back began to

herself, "I'm sorry...Sorry,

Roscoe walked in, he saw Nicole asleep next to

hand was

eyelashes were damp, a sight that

Nicole wasn't as

out when

pain

her sleep, Roscoe gently covered her with a light blanket

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

unknown number kept

Roscoe had a pretty good guess about who

soon as Roscoe picked up the phone, a

out here right now.I'm telling

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

on the other end, then

Nicole to pick up the

spat the words out, teeth

his tone

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