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

warmed her heart,

a way of comforting

put the hairdryer away

"Let's go see Austin."

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

was a lavish suite, consisting of two connected

Roscoe discovered Austin already

enter, and then he quietly

soft light, highlighted Austin's

long eyelashes, prominent nose bridge,

eyes shut, he looked remarkably like

stepped closer, seizing these quiet moments to

rosy tint common among children his age, displaying

whirlwind of feelings,

hand, hesitating, pulling back, then

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

slightly as he whispered,

as if lightning had struck her,

back began to fall onto

breathing, softly telling herself,

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

was still clutching Nicole's

were damp, a sight that made

wasn't as cold as

came out

pain and

with a light blanket and made sure Austin was comfortable

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

unknown number

Roscoe had a pretty good guess about who

picked up the phone, a

out here right now.I'm telling

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

on the other end, then the sound of the man breathing

to

words

his

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