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."

touched by his words.She had been promised by

Roscoe's promise that warmed her

had a way of comforting her

said so, Roscoe put the

"Let's go see Austin."

if he didn't want to give Nicole a chance to say

usually acted with such maturity and composure, indulge in a few rare moments of

suite, consisting of two connected

the door, Roscoe discovered Austin already

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

in soft light, highlighted Austin's remarkable features as he

bridge,

eyes shut, he

closer, seizing these quiet moments to gaze

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

feelings, discomfort, sadness, and something

hand, hesitating, pulling back, then reaching

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

slightly

felt overwhelmed, as if lightning had struck her, her

had been holding back began to fall onto

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

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

was still clutching

eyelashes were damp, a sight that

realized Nicole wasn't as cold as

came out when she was by

dealing with more pain and exhaustion

sleep, Roscoe gently covered her with a light blanket and made

out of the room, Roscoe noticed Nicole's phone

unknown number kept

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

the phone, a man's frantic voice hit

here right

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

the other end, then the sound of the

need Nicole to pick

spat the words out, teeth

kept his tone

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