Of course, being an outlaw pursued by the law is no business for a woman.

You had often noticed the discord in Molly and Dutch’s relationship, often witnessed scenes of jealousy from the woman, and just as often saw her begging him to talk to her. You genuinely felt sorry for Miss O’Shea—because whether you're an outlaw or not, a woman or a man, everyone wants attention from their significant other.

But you had never once worried that you’d face the same in your own relationship.

Yes, things with Arthur weren’t easy. But you loved him, and he loved you—that much was certain. He sought your company just as much as you needed his. So what happened didn’t exactly shock you—after all, the gang’s business was important, and it weighed especially heavy on Arthur—but it still settled in your chest, an unpleasant weight dragging you down.

He didn’t speak. And it went on for days. Arthur was constantly leaving on jobs, following new leads, going hunting, or… whatever. And today?

"Arthur? Don’t you have a minute to talk?" You followed him around camp. Once again, he was preparing to ride out with the other men for days, off to some new money.

Arthur just grimaced in response, snapping, "Not now, woman!"