This is the last chapter ;( OMGGGG 1700 views? Thanks so much! ILY GUYS! Please make sure to check out my other stories as well if you have time. On with the story! This is Eliza's point of view.

I leaned against Alexander's office door. He was always up in the morning and up late and night writing, so when I went to his couch (which he's now sleeping on after his little affair), and he wasn't there, I knew he had to be in his office.

"Alexander?", I asked.

There was complete silence.

"H-Hear me out, ok?", I said, "I was really hurt about the whole affair.. but I had a lot of time to think about it.. and I... I.. forgive you.. as long as you don't betray my trust like that again..", I said.

Still silence.

"Alexander?", I asked, "A-Are you even listening to me?"

Silence.

I swung his office door open, to my surprise he wasn't there. I sighed. It's hard enough without Phillip, now my husband isn't even here to support me in my time of need?

That's when I heard a knock at the door, I walked over and opened it. There were two polices standing there.

"Mrs. Hamilton.", said one of the officers. His tone was stern and grim.

"Hello officers. How may I help you?", I asked, "Please, come inside.", I said and opened the door wider so they could enter. They came in, but didn't sit down. I was scared of what they had to say.

"Mrs. Hamilton, I am afraid..."

"Can I get you anything?", I asked, "Like a snack or maybe some coffee or water...?", I offered.

"Mrs. Hamilton.. I'm afraid we have some news..", one of them said, "Your husband.. he's gone..", he said.

I was confused. "I noticed he wasn't in his office. You mean he's gone missing?", I asked.

"No ma'am I mean that he has-"

"You.. you don't know where he was?", asked the other one.

"No.. what do you mean?", I asked, "What did he do?", I said, really worried.

"Yesterday at dawn he went to a duel-"

Right when I heard duel, my heart sank. I now immediately knew what he meant by gone. I felt like Alexander broke my heart again. First my son.. now him.. No. This.. this can't be true.. NO. This had to be some kind of joke.. But it was obvious on their face that it wasn't a joke. NO!

" -against Thomas Jefferson at Weehawken, Jersey.."

Thomas Jefferson? Alexander never ever got along with him, but a duel? No... Jefferson shot him... and at Weehawken? The same spot Phillip got shot? ...What did I do to deserve all that's happening?

"-He was shot in the rib and the bullet lodged him in the side, he died about 10 minutes ago, we got here as fast as we could.", said the officer.

"...O-Oh...", I said choking the tears back, "C-can... can.. I see him?", I asked. I felt like everything in me has suddenly just died.

"...Yes.. but first.. Mr. Burr, Mr. Hamilton's second in the duel, told me to give this to you.", said he officer. He handed me a letter, and I opened it. I read every word.

This letter, my very dear Eliza, will not be delivered to you, unless I shall first have terminated my earthly career; to begin, as I humbly hope from redeeming grace and divine mercy, a happy immortality. If it had been possible for me to have avoided the interview, my love for you and my precious children would have been alone a decisive motive. But it was not possible, without sacrifices which would have rendered me unworthy of your esteem. I need not tell you of the pangs I feel, from the idea of quitting you and exposing you to the anguish which I know you would feel. Nor could I dwell on the topic lest it should unman me.

The consolations of Religion, my beloved, can alone support you; and these you have a right to enjoy. Fly to the bosom of your God and be comforted. With my last idea; I shall cherish the sweet hope of meeting you in a better world.

Adieu best of wives and best of Women. Embrace all my darling Children for me.

Ever yours, Alexander Hamilton

It was silent for a while. I tried to suck it up, try not to cry... but I couldn't... I just couldn't. I weeped, and weeped and weeped... My waterproof mascara was running because I was crying so hard. An officer broke the silence.

"We'll give you a ride in our horse carriage.", he said, and motioned me to follow.

The whole ride there was awful. My face was completely red. I was silently crying, trying not to cause a scene. The tears that streamed down my face burned. When I finally decide to forgive him, he's already gone... Was this somehow my fault? Maybe if I had forgiven him earlier... He would know there's no reason to throw away his shot.. and his life.. The carriage stopped in front of the infirmary.

"..Th-thank... y-you..", I mumbled while crying. I walked in, and a nurse lead me into a hospital room. That's when I saw him. My eyes widened and the awful sight. That's when I stopped acting brave, and started to break into a complete sob.

He was completely pale, lifeless, and... awful.. I looked to his ribs to see blood gushing out from the bandage. For once he was completely silent. I didn't like it.. I kneeled down before him, and cried. "...I.. f-forgive you", I said, and kissed him. "And.."

I turned to leave, but looked back, "And... I love you...", I said, then left

How am I gonna tell the kids? "We'll have to burry you after the kids can pay for their respects..", I thought to myself. I wiped my tears, and clenched my fist. "Just because his life is over, doesn't mean mine has to be."

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