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 been promised by

that warmed her heart, offering

a way of comforting

having said so, Roscoe put the hairdryer away and

"Let's go see Austin."

as if he didn't want

with such maturity and composure, indulge in a

was a lavish suite, consisting of two connected

the door, Roscoe discovered Austin already fast

Nicole to enter, and then he quietly left to give

light, highlighted Austin's

prominent nose bridge, and

eyes shut, he

stepped closer, seizing these quiet moments to gaze at and gently touch

the rosy tint common among

a whirlwind of feelings, discomfort, sadness,

hand, hesitating, pulling back, then

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

quivered slightly as

as if lightning had struck her, her heart aching

been holding back began to fall onto her

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

asleep next to Austin,

was still clutching

were damp, a sight

as cold as she

soft side came out when she

dealing with more pain

disturb her sleep, Roscoe gently covered her with a

out of the room, Roscoe noticed Nicole's phone quietly buzzing

number

eyebrow, Roscoe had a pretty good guess about who it could

picked up the phone,

here right now.I'm

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

was a pause on the other end, then the sound of

need Nicole to pick

words out,

kept his

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