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

a way of comforting her

having said so, Roscoe put the hairdryer

"Let's go see Austin."

moved quickly, almost as if he didn't want to give Nicole a chance

who usually acted with such maturity and composure, indulge in a

suite, consisting of two

door, Roscoe discovered Austin already fast

then he quietly left to give them

highlighted Austin's remarkable

eyelashes, prominent nose bridge, and slender lips

eyes shut, he looked remarkably like

seizing these quiet moments

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

whirlwind of feelings, discomfort, sadness, and something

reached out her hand, hesitating, pulling back,

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

quivered slightly

if lightning had struck her, her heart aching

back

herself,

Roscoe walked in, he saw Nicole asleep

tiny hand was still clutching Nicole's

damp, a sight that

Nicole wasn't as cold as she

out when she was

with more pain and exhaustion

her with a light blanket and made sure Austin was

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

number

a pretty good guess about who it could

up the phone, a man's frantic

here right now.I'm telling

"She's sleeping,"

Roscoe cut in.

the other end, then the sound of the man breathing

Nicole to

spat the words out,

kept his

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