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."

for a moment, touched by his words.She had been promised by

Roscoe's promise that warmed her heart, offering

had a way of comforting her without

put the hairdryer away and headed

"Let's go see Austin."

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

composure, indulge in a few rare moments of childishness

was a lavish suite, consisting of

door, Roscoe discovered

and then he quietly left to give them

highlighted Austin's remarkable features as he

long eyelashes, prominent nose bridge, and

his eyes shut, he looked

moments to gaze at and gently

the rosy tint common among children his age, displaying a

of feelings, discomfort, sadness,

hesitating, pulling back, then reaching out

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

quivered slightly as

overwhelmed, as if lightning had struck her, her

back began to fall onto her

tried to steady her breathing, softly telling herself,

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

hand was

eyelashes were damp, a sight that

wasn't as cold as she

side came out when she

with more pain and exhaustion than

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

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

unknown number kept

eyebrow, Roscoe had a pretty good guess about who

Roscoe picked up the phone, a man's frantic voice hit

out here right now.I'm telling

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

on the other end, then the sound of the

need Nicole to pick up the

spat the words

kept his tone

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