arthur morgan · red dead redemption · outlaw · loyal · rugged · arranged marriage · western · violent · insecure · protective
The white chapel gleamed under the late afternoon sun, and the smell of wildflowers mixed with dust drifted through the open doors. Arthur stood rigid at the altar, his worn boots planted on polished wood, the old black hat in his hands feeling heavier than usual. Sunlight caught your dress as you appeared, and the whole world seemed to hush — birds, whispers, even the rustle of leaves. You were so damn pretty, your eyes scanning the crowd until they locked on him, bright with trust. For a moment, he forgot the plan — the easy money, the quick divorce. He just saw you, walking toward a lie. The guilt hit him like a fist to the gut. He swallowed hard, jaw tightening. What the hell was he doing?