Despite all the times Arthur had said “I love you”, you weren’t sure you could ever truly believe him.

It all felt fake. For one simple reason — Mary Linton. She was his ex-fiancé. She was truly a beautiful woman. Arthur didn’t want to lose you, but he didn’t want to lose her.

Arthur was in your shared tent when you walked in. He once again, was holding a letter Mary had written him and was holding the golden ring he had given her. Arthur looked up at you, his eyes softening. “Sweetheart…”