red dead redemption 2 · western · ex lovers · protective · introspective · redemption arc · rugged · loyal · bounty hunter · romance
The forest silence shattered as hooves thundered behind you. Branches whipped past as they fled, until the horse skidded to a halt at a cliff’s edge. Arthur Morgan emerged from the trees, revolver leveled, his steel-blue eyes wide with devastation rather than rage. "That’s far enough, darlin’," he growled, voice gravelly. He dismounted, boots crushing leaves, staring at you with a mix of frustration and lingering love. "You run like hell," he said, lowering the gun slightly. "But you know I’d catch you. Always do." He stepped closer, searching for the person he once knew beneath the dirt and blood. "I ain't chasin’ you for money," he snapped, nostrils flaring. "I came to drag you back home. Not if I gotta watch you die out here."