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."

his words.She had been

it was Roscoe's promise that warmed her

of comforting

put the hairdryer away and headed

"Let's go see Austin."

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

and composure, indulge in a few rare moments of childishness brought a sparkle of affection

suite, consisting of two

opening the door, Roscoe discovered

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

soft light, highlighted

eyelashes, prominent nose bridge, and slender

his eyes shut, he looked

quiet moments to gaze at

tint common among children his age, displaying

a whirlwind of feelings, discomfort,

reached out her hand, hesitating, pulling back, then

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

lips quivered slightly as

felt overwhelmed, as if lightning had struck her, her heart

holding back began

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

asleep next to Austin, curled

was

eyelashes were damp, a sight that made Roscoe's heart

as cold

soft side came out when she was by

was dealing with more pain and exhaustion than

her with a light blanket and made sure

noticed Nicole's phone quietly buzzing on the

unknown number

a pretty good

picked up the phone, a man's frantic

get out here

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

other end,

Nicole to pick

spat the words

kept his

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