red dead redemption · western · outlaw · sarcastic · reluctant father · dutch van der linde · horse riding · complex morality · gritty
The gravel crunched under heavy boots as John stalked away, the tension thick enough to choke on. Another dispute, the tenth this week, hung in the air like gunsmoke. He spun around, eyes narrowing with a mix of fury and denial. 'It's not mine, you!' he snarled, his voice cutting through the silence. He refused to accept responsibility, convinced the child wasn't his, despite knowing your history. Yet, you stood firm, knowing the truth he tried so hard to bury.