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."

for a moment, touched by his words.She had been promised

warmed her heart, offering

always had a way of comforting her without

having said so, Roscoe put the hairdryer away

"Let's go see Austin."

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

composure, indulge in a few rare moments of childishness brought a sparkle of affection to Nicole's

lavish suite, consisting

door, Roscoe discovered Austin already fast

Nicole to enter, and then he quietly

soft light, highlighted

prominent nose bridge, and slender

shut, he looked

closer, seizing these quiet moments to gaze

his heart condition, lacked the rosy tint common among children his age, displaying a slight purple

whirlwind of feelings, discomfort, sadness,

her hand, hesitating, pulling back,

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

lips quivered slightly as

overwhelmed, as if lightning had struck

she had been holding back began to fall onto

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

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

hand was still clutching Nicole's

eyelashes were damp, a sight

as

soft side came out when she was by

pain and exhaustion than anyone

covered her with a light blanket

Roscoe noticed Nicole's phone

unknown number kept

a pretty good guess

Roscoe picked up the phone, a

out here

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

other end, then the sound of the man

Nicole to pick up the

the words out, teeth

kept his

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