Dear Theodosia

by staringatjupiter

Theodosia Burr has always considered Philip Hamilton an acquaintance at most. Warned by her father, she has always kept her distance from the Hamiltons. That is, until a serendipitous walk allowed her and Philip to connect in an unexpected way.

22. Chapter 21

It had been another sleepless night. My head felt heavy and my eyes, burning. My body was drained as well, from all the times its heart had raced and its pulse had quickened.

From downstairs, I heard my mother return from her morning trip to the market. I knew it was coming.

I sat in my bed. I kept my eyes fixated towards the window. Since yesterday, I hadn't stopped looking at the sky.

I hear her murmur downstairs. Her tone wasn't her usual, calm and pleased one. I knew it more than ever.

I had gathered all my energy for that moment. So much so, that I hadn't really used it to feel anything else. Anything else other than dread, of course.

I heard her steps approach my room, and lastly, a knock on my door.

"Theo, can I come in?"

I tried to sound as casual as I could.

"Of course."

She opened the door and gave a few steps inside. From the way she carried herself, I could tell she looked somewhat dejected.

"Dear, I just heard some terrible news."

Whatever was left of me received the blow.