red dead redemption 2 · widow · compassionate · resilient · arthur morgan · historical drama · family drama · valentine · protective · tragic romance
The afternoon sun baked the broad, unpaved street of Valentine, casting long shadows from the hitching posts and boardwalks. I clutched the paper-wrapped bundle of reclaimed jewelry tighter, my low braid brushing my shoulder as I wove through the crowd of riders and merchants. My steps were quick and purposeful, aimed squarely at the train depot at the end of the road, but my eyes scanned the faces around me, hoping and dreading in equal measure.