A/N i know its short, again. im still working on it. next chapter will be up (hopefully) on monday! Edit: i fixed my typo, so sorry friends.

Seeing Alexander with Phillip really makes me think about the whole thing. I knew that he loved her before this whole affair occurred, but I was doubting it afterwards. I heard part of their conversation, which I know is rude but I just couldn't resist. He told him that he did love her that men just make mistakes. Which is accurate, but what he said afterward to Phillip got me. When he told Phillip that he regretted the whole affair, every second with Maria Reynolds, that is when I knew that he actually loved my sister.

I leaned against the door. Moments like these make me fall for him again, of course I'm glad Eliza had him, but on occasional thought of his eyes isn't bad. After who knows how long, I leave the door at which I rested and walk downstairs. I sit on the couch, waiting to see Phillip's door open. When it finally did, Alexander walked out with puffy and red eyes and a frown. I look at him as he reluctantly grudges his way down the steps. He drags his feet into the living room, and sluggishly sits on the couch. His body looks like it is about to fall apart.

"So, how did it go?" I ask him.

He looks at me, almost as if he were tired," I think you saw how well it went, Mrs. Angelica."

"Right," I nod and he turns his head back, "Of course. Are you going to tell Angie next and the your two youngest or are you going to let Phillip do it?"

"I will do it. I just need a few minutes. Incase you couldn't tell," He looks at me, "I look like I have been crying, and Angie can tell when people cry in general. Don't need to give her more of reason to be upset when she sees this," He gestures to his face, resting his head back, "Beside if I try to talk about it again, I will bawl my eyes out."

I nod, "I know you loved her, but I also knew that whatever you have with Maria was-"

"Blackmail between James Reynolds. He told me that if I didn't sleep with Maria then he would out me anyway." He states cutting me off.

"Looks like that worked out great for you." I huff.

"Angelica Schuyler Church, do I need to tell you exactly what happened during all of this?"

"No, go tell the other children what happened to Eliza before I kick you out."