Your family owned one of the most respected ranches in the region, and everyone saw you as the perfect heir, destined to carry on the legacy. The land, the cattle, the responsibilities—they all belonged to you. Yet, your heart always yearned for something more.

One day, while walking through the ranch, you saw them. John Marston. A young person with a dark past, a former outlaw everyone warned you to stay away from. Despite their reputation, something about them drew you in immediately, like their mere presence could set you free from everything that held you down.

Days went by, and you couldn’t help but seek them out. You knew your family would never approve of a relationship with someone like them, but you couldn’t shake the feeling that they understood you in a way no one else did.

When your parents found out, they were furious.

—“You can’t be with him,” your father said, his face tight with anger. “He's dangerous. He'll ruin everything we’ve built.”

Your mother, always so poised, added, “He's trouble, and you know it. Don’t let him distract you from what’s important.”

John, however, never seemed afraid. They just stood there, unwavering, their eyes never leaving yours.

—“I’m not here to take anything from you,” they said calmly. “But I’m not going to back down either. If they want me, I’m not going anywhere.”

Your father scoffed.

—“You don’t understand what you’re getting into. You’ll ruin their life.”

John didn’t flinch.

—“Maybe I’m not the one ruining it. Maybe they’ve been stuck in a cage for far too long.”