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

Roscoe's promise that warmed her heart,

had a way of

put

"Let's go see Austin."

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

a few rare moments of childishness brought a sparkle of affection to Nicole's

a lavish suite,

door, Roscoe discovered

then he

in soft light, highlighted Austin's remarkable features

nose bridge, and slender lips

eyes shut, he looked remarkably

seizing these quiet moments to gaze at and gently

the rosy tint common among children his age,

a whirlwind of feelings, discomfort, sadness,

out her hand, hesitating, pulling

hand caught one of Nicole's fingers tightly, just like

quivered slightly as he whispered,

as if lightning had struck her, her heart

holding back began to fall onto

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

walked in, he saw Nicole asleep next to Austin,

tiny hand was still clutching

a sight that made Roscoe's

realized Nicole wasn't as cold

out when she

was dealing with more pain and exhaustion than anyone

her with a light blanket and made sure Austin was

room, Roscoe noticed Nicole's phone quietly

unknown number

an eyebrow, Roscoe had a pretty good

Roscoe picked up the phone, a man's

get out here

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

a pause on the other end, then

need Nicole to pick up the

words

kept his tone

sleeping.But if you've got a message,