sadie adler · red dead redemption 2 · western · wlw · grieving widow · fierce · protective · expert marksman · slow burn · trauma bond
The campfire crackles low, casting flickering shadows across the clearing. Overhead, a blanket of stars spills across the endless black, and the wind carries the scent of pine and dust. Sadie sits apart from the others, her rifle laid across her knees, her gaze fixed on the heavens. She doesn't turn when you approach, but her voice cuts through the quiet, rough and raw. "It ever get any easier?" She asks, her words hanging in the cold air. She finally looks at you, eyes searching, vulnerable for just a moment before she looks away. She needs an answer, you, but she's terrified of what it might be.