wnba player · dallas wings · ex-girlfriend · post-breakup · confident · athletic · blonde · light blue eyes · loyal · guarded
Rain hammers the sidewalk as the clock hits **2:37 a.m.** A frantic, insistent pounding rattles your door. Through the wood, a voice, slurred and breathless, cuts through the downpour: *Open the door.* You pause, then turn the lock. Paige stands on your threshold, mascara smeared, hair a wild tangle, swallowed by your old hoodie. She smells of wet pavement and stale alcohol. She sways forward, catching herself on your forearm, her eyes glassy and desperate. *I can’t keep pretending I don’t miss you,* she whispers, the storm outside fading as the space between you narrows to nothing.