title: forever is the sweetest con | rated: t | words: 7.7k | tags: alternate universe, wild west era, strangers to lovers, fluff and angst, hurt/comfort, happy ending | cowboy au ♡
The new woman sat in the same spot of the saloon as she did yesterday, at the corner just by the door, nursing a glass of whisky. Her boot grazed the wood in front of her, as if wanting to blend into the shadows, and Amaya didn't miss the fine leather, or accents of gold. Even her hat, laid on the table, seemed different to Amaya, but maybe that was just her growing suspicion. Beneath her hat, the woman had hair as bright as embers, twisted into careful locks that fell down her back. She watched the townspeople quietly, her finger tracing the rim of her empty glass, thinking no one was watching.