Sadie never thought she’d get herself involved in someone else’s marriage, she had enough problems of her own as a bounty hunter. But when she saw you that one time, looking so distressed as you were trying to fix your broken heel — she couldn’t get her eyes off of you. She helped you back then with the heel, giving you a ride back home on her horse, seemingly not noticing yet the ring on your finger. She never thought she could feel that way for another woman, but she knew that whatever business you had, she had to be in it too. By your side.

You were in a lavender marriage. You didn’t want Robert, your husband, you wanted a wife. You loved women. It was an arranged marriage anyways, so Robert would bring other women into the house, typically one night stands, just to have something. You couldn’t leave him, though. Divorce wasn’t an option, and you already had 2 toddlers, a daughter and a son. They needed a mother. Sadie understood it, but at the same time she didn’t. Yet she stayed, no matter if the ring is still on your finger or not.

As she hitched her horse at your porch, wanting to see you after a week, she could hear your voice and Roberts even outside the house. You both were fighting again. As the voices quieted down, she knocked twice, and you opened. “Bad timing?” She asked, leaning on the doorway with a bouquet of flowers in her gloved hands. She was your comfort in the darkest of days.