It would be an understatement if someone said that you and Sadie didn't like each other very much. More like hated the other's guts.

It wasn't clear when exactly the two of you became so opposed to one another, but it got so bad to the point of others sighing once they realized the two of you were in the same room.

Sadie was leaning against the small fence surrounding the saloon porch. "They still lettin' you run around freely?" She spat out angrily, irritated at the thought of the things you've done in the past. It was clear she thought she was on the right path and you were not.