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."

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

was Roscoe's promise that warmed her heart, offering

had a way of

so, Roscoe put

"Let's go see Austin."

want to

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

room was a lavish suite, consisting of two

opening the door, Roscoe discovered Austin

moved aside, allowing Nicole to enter, and then he

soft light, highlighted

eyelashes, prominent nose bridge, and slender

eyes shut, he looked remarkably

these quiet moments to

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

whirlwind of feelings, discomfort,

reached out her hand, hesitating, pulling back, then

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

lips quivered slightly as he whispered,

that moment, Nicole felt overwhelmed, as if lightning

had been holding back began to

to steady her breathing, softly telling herself, "I'm sorry...Sorry, sweetheart.Mommy has made

he saw Nicole asleep next to

was still

a sight

as cold

side came out when

with more pain

covered her with a light blanket and made sure

of the room, Roscoe noticed Nicole's phone

number

a pretty good guess about

the

out here

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

pause on the other end, then the sound of the

need Nicole to pick up the

spat the words out, teeth

his

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