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

Roscoe's promise that warmed her heart, offering

of comforting her without

Roscoe put

"Let's go see Austin."

he didn't want to give Nicole a

in a few rare moments of childishness brought a

lavish suite, consisting

opening the door, Roscoe

enter, and then he quietly left to give

in soft light, highlighted Austin's remarkable features

prominent nose bridge, and

eyes shut, he looked

closer, seizing these quiet moments to gaze

condition, lacked the rosy tint common among children

a whirlwind of feelings, discomfort, sadness, and something

her hand, hesitating, pulling back, then

presence, Austin’s small hand caught one of Nicole's fingers

quivered slightly as he whispered,

moment, Nicole felt overwhelmed, as if lightning had struck her, her heart aching

she had been holding back began to

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

walked in, he saw Nicole asleep next

tiny hand was still clutching Nicole's

were damp, a sight that made Roscoe's heart

Nicole wasn't as cold as

side came out when she was

pain and exhaustion than

with a light blanket and made sure Austin was comfortable before

room, Roscoe noticed Nicole's phone quietly buzzing on the

number

Roscoe had a pretty good guess about who it

soon as Roscoe picked up the

get out here right

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

pause on the other end, then the sound

Nicole to pick

the words out,

kept his

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