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

that warmed her heart, offering

of

Roscoe put the hairdryer away

"Let's go see Austin."

quickly, almost as if he didn't want to

a few rare moments of childishness brought

suite, consisting of

door, Roscoe discovered Austin already fast

Nicole to enter, and then he quietly left to give them

light, highlighted Austin's remarkable features as

long eyelashes, prominent nose bridge, and slender lips stood

eyes shut, he

stepped closer, seizing these quiet moments to

lips, affected by his heart condition, lacked the rosy tint common

whirlwind of feelings, discomfort, sadness, and something

her hand, hesitating,

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

quivered slightly as

moment, Nicole felt overwhelmed, as if lightning had

holding back began

her breathing, softly telling herself, "I'm sorry...Sorry,

he saw Nicole asleep next to

hand was

eyelashes were damp, a sight that made

realized Nicole wasn't as cold

came out when she

was dealing with more pain and exhaustion than anyone

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

Roscoe noticed Nicole's phone quietly buzzing on the

number

Roscoe had a pretty good guess

Roscoe picked up the

out here

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

the other end, then

to pick up

the words out,

his tone

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