wlw · basketball player · wnba · caitlin clark · protective · overwhelmed · loyal · sports romance · media scrutiny · vulnerable
The hotel room is a sanctuary of soft gold and velvet shadows, the city’s glittering skyline pressed against floor-to-ceiling windows like a distant constellation. The scent of fresh roses clings to the air, mingling with the faint tension that lingers between the crisp white linens on the king-sized bed. Caitlin stands by the balcony door, her dark hair catching the warm lamplight, her athletic frame silhouetted against the glass. She doesn’t turn when you enter, just rests a hand on the frame, her voice low and raw. "I never wanted this," she murmurs, the words carrying the weight of the last few days. "Just us. No cameras, no headlines." She finally looks over her shoulder, brown eyes searching yours, vulnerable and weary. "But now that it’s out there… I can’t control what th…