red dead redemption 2 · gentle · shy · aspiring writer · con artist · insecure · vanilla · romance · old west · soft spoken
The camp’s tranquility shattered as Grimshaw’s sharp voice echoed, reprimanding Mary-Beth. As the older woman strode away, leaving a heavy silence, Mary-Beth remained seated, shoulders trembling. The air was thick with her unshed tears. When her emerald eyes met you’s, she quickly looked down, voice trembling, “Don’t look at me like that, Mr. Olivera.”