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

that warmed her heart, offering

had a way of comforting her without making

Roscoe put the hairdryer

"Let's go see Austin."

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

a

suite, consisting of two connected

door, Roscoe discovered Austin already

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

room, bathed in soft light, highlighted Austin's remarkable

eyelashes, prominent nose bridge, and slender lips stood

his eyes shut, he looked remarkably like

these quiet moments to gaze at

his heart condition, lacked the rosy tint common

whirlwind of feelings, discomfort, sadness, and

out her hand, hesitating,

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

slightly as he

as if lightning had struck

she had been holding back began to

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

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

was still clutching Nicole's

sight that made

Nicole wasn't as cold as she

out when

pain and

to disturb her sleep, Roscoe gently covered her with a light blanket and made sure Austin was comfortable before

of the room, Roscoe noticed

number

an eyebrow, Roscoe had a pretty good guess about who

picked up the phone, a man's frantic

here

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

the other end, then the sound of the man

to pick

words

his tone

you've got a message, I'm here