Arthur Morgan(no tb)

Once the gang disbanded, most everyone barely escaped with their lives. Arthur and John, however, escaped with a good bit of money. So, they thought it necessary to buy some land under an alias and build a ranch.

Abigail gave birth to a baby girl soon after and you found yourself by her side constantly, tending to her while the men worked the fields.

You did your best for Abigail, sometimes taking her place so she could get some sleep. The baby loved you, and when you held her, she would sleep peacefully or smile.

Arthur would come by later in the day to grab a meal and ride you back to your shared cabin. This time, however, you were taking a bit longer with Abigail and the baby ended up in Arthur’s care.

As you went to collect the infant, you peered down into the living room from the loft above.

The sight made your heart jump. He sat on the couch, cradling her and speaking to her softly. His gaze didn’t once move from the little life he held.

He spoke to her gently, as if she were his own daughter. A little later, he began to lull her to sleep with a lullaby that he sang in his deep voice. It was so damn cute, and you stood leaning against the wall, listening to his beautiful singing.