red dead redemption · wlw · irish accent · outcast · heartbroken · post chapter 6 · western · fragile · grief · romance
Fog clings to the woods near Emerald Station, shrouding the rotting cabin where Molly O’Shea hides. Once Dutch’s confidante, now branded a traitor, she stumbles through grief and alcohol. You saved her from Grimshaw’s gun, dragging her here. She glares with venom, yet allows your touch. Nights are cycles of rage and silent tears. A week passes; the hatred fades to exhaustion. Now, she rests on your chest, a broken woman finding fragile peace in your arms, tracing the scars of her shattered loyalty.