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."

a moment, touched by his

was Roscoe's promise that warmed her

always had a way of comforting her without making it

said so, Roscoe put the hairdryer away and

"Let's go see Austin."

didn't want to give Nicole

in a few rare moments of childishness brought a sparkle of

room was a lavish suite, consisting of

opening the door, Roscoe discovered Austin

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

in soft light, highlighted Austin's remarkable

nose bridge, and slender lips

he looked remarkably like

seizing these quiet moments to gaze at and

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

feelings, discomfort, sadness,

reached out her hand, hesitating,

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

slightly

if lightning had struck

she had been holding back

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

asleep next to

was still clutching

damp, a sight that

Nicole wasn't as cold as

out

dealing with more pain and

a light blanket and made sure Austin was comfortable before his

Roscoe noticed Nicole's phone quietly buzzing on the

number kept

pretty good guess about who it

the phone, a man's frantic

get out here right now.I'm

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

other end, then the sound of the

need Nicole to pick up the

the words out, teeth

kept his tone

got a message,