My hands shake as I hold 95 pages in my hands. For such a thing to be made by my sweet Alexander. The title is The Reynolds Phamplet. How could this happen? Why did this happen? " Maria Reynolds, I swear to god when I face you, nothing good is to come." I mutter under my breath.
Fear enters my body as I hold 95 pages in my hand with the title of The Reynolds Phamplet. Yes I'm ashamed of my affair with Alexander Hamilton. Yes I am mortally terrified of his wife, Elizabeth. Although what is done is done. There's no going back now.