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

promise that warmed her heart, offering a soft

a way of comforting her without

put the hairdryer away

"Let's go see Austin."

quickly, almost as if he didn't want to give Nicole a chance

a few rare moments

a lavish suite, consisting

the door, Roscoe discovered Austin

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

room, bathed in soft light, highlighted Austin's

bridge, and slender lips

he looked remarkably like

quiet moments to

lips, affected by his heart condition, lacked the rosy tint

feelings, discomfort, sadness, and something

hesitating, pulling back, then

if aware of her presence, Austin’s small hand caught one of

lips quivered slightly

felt overwhelmed, as if lightning had

holding back began to

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

he saw Nicole asleep next to Austin, curled

hand was still clutching

were damp, a sight that made

wasn't as cold

side came out when

pain and exhaustion than

covered her with a light blanket and made sure Austin was

noticed Nicole's phone quietly buzzing on the

number kept

Roscoe had a pretty good guess about

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

out here right now.I'm telling

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

the other end, then the sound of the man breathing

Nicole to pick up the

the words out, teeth

kept his tone

if you've got a message, I'm here