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."

by his words.She had

it was Roscoe's promise that warmed her heart, offering a soft touch of

of comforting her without

put

"Let's go see Austin."

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

with such maturity and composure, indulge in a few rare moments of childishness

a lavish suite, consisting of two

opening the door, Roscoe discovered Austin

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

highlighted Austin's remarkable

bridge, and slender lips stood

his eyes shut, he looked

moments to gaze at and gently

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

experienced a whirlwind of feelings, discomfort, sadness,

her hand, hesitating, pulling

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

quivered slightly as

moment, Nicole felt overwhelmed, as if lightning had

back began to fall onto

breathing, softly telling herself, "I'm sorry...Sorry,

asleep next to Austin, curled

tiny hand was still clutching Nicole's

were damp, a sight that made Roscoe's heart

wasn't as cold as she

side came out when she was

more pain and exhaustion than anyone

her with a light blanket

Roscoe noticed Nicole's phone

unknown number kept

pretty good guess about

up the phone, a man's frantic

out here right

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

was a pause on the other end, then the sound

to pick up

words out,

his tone

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