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NOTE: I was reading Hamilton's actual letters to Eliza and I took a couple snippets out of them! I hope you enjoy !

Chapter 2

One Week Later...

"Angelica!" Eliza screeched as she ran down the stairs from her room. "I got another letter from Alexander!"

Angelica forced a smile. "What does it say?"

Eliza giggled as she unfolded the parchment, revealing the perfect handwriting of Alexander. She began to read out loud.

My Dearest Eliza,

Your last letter to me warmed my heart and I thank you for being so forgiving of a man who has to spend this time away from you. I'm afraid it has gotten busier as the war has continued, but do not fret, love. I am fine and in good hands here at my station. I do not write to share of the matters of the war nor to assure you of my health, but rather to remind myself of the love we have for each other. I long for when I will see you and your lovely family again, but most of all you. You engross my thoughts too entirely to allow me to think of anything else-You not only employ my mind all day; but you intrude upon my sleep. I meet you in every dream and when I wake I cannot close my eyes again for I am ruminating on your sweetness. All things I dream are but a memory until I see you again- which will be more adoring than any dream my mind may conjure.

I do write this letter to share my love for you as well as the purpose of bringing good news. I have been let known that in two weeks time I will be able to return to you for a visit. May you prepare another place at your table for when I come to dine. I plan on staying for three sunrises, though I do wish to remain in your residence longer.

Adieu my love,

A. Hamilton

Angelica had to turn her face away from the smitten Eliza to hide what she was truly feeling. "That was really beautiful," she murmured softly before looking back at Eliza, who was already dashing up the stairs. She stopped and grinned down at her sister.

"I am going to write him back right now!" In a second she disappeared into her room.

Ever since that night when Angelica introduced Eliza and Alexander, Eliza had been writing letter after letter in response to his. They both seemed to write as soon as they received the notes from each other. It was beautiful young love.

Angelica could hardly bare it.

Each day Eliza would rave about the man she had managed to obtain. Angelica was left with nothing. If she could have spoken to Eliza before Eliza spoke to her, he would have been hers. Angelica forced the thoughts out of her head. Eliza deserved this love. She deserved it more than anybody.

Angelica took a seat at the dining room table and folded her hands together slowly and blinked the droplets out of her eyes.

"Angelica?"

The soft voice from the doorway almost made her jump. She raised her head and met her sister's eyes.

"Eliza, I thought you were writing a response to Alexander." Angelica stood and quickly brushed the lone tear off her cheek.

"Angelica," Eliza started, her voice slightly fading. "Why do you cry?"

Angelica let out a small laugh. "No love, I'm not crying." Eliza stared into Angelica's eyes for a moment.

"Now why do you lie?" she asked with a more serious tone.

Angelica refused to meet Eliza's eyes. "I can't say."

"Tell me, Angelica," Eliza persisted. "I could help you through it." She reached and took Angelica's hand in her own.

"No…" Angelica took a shaky breath and clenched her fist beside her.

"Please, Angelica, I-"

"No!" Angelica yanked her hand away and her head shot up, causing her tears to spray onto Eliza's dress. "I cannot say!" She moved the hand that was held by Eliza into her own and held it shakily, as if protecting it.

"Why not?" Eliza pleaded. "Do you not think I can help you?! Please, I'm begging you Angelica-"

"You don't know what you're asking me to do!" Angelica yelled, her voice cracking.

There was silence. Then Eliza put both fists by her sides and took a faltered breath. "You love him, don't you?"

Angelica stepped back like she were shot. "What- no, I-"

Eliza raised a hand to stop her. "Don't lie. Not again." She met her sister's gaze. Angelica could see her heart crumbling through the tears in her eyes. Eliza turned away. "I'm going to go finish the letter," she whispered then disappeared up the stairs.

Angelica sat down at the table again, completely defeated. She knew Eliza would act like she didn't love Alexander. A sister could not be with a man knowing it was hurting the other with every step, breath, moment, with him. Angelica knew Eliza had just thrown out whatever she had started writing and had now started a new draft.

This wasn't right.

This wasn't allowed.

Angelica didn't hear from Eliza for the rest of the evening until there was a creak of the back door opening. She caught a glimpse of Eliza heading out into the garden. Angelica slipped softly up the stairs and headed to Eliza's room. She pushed the door open and glanced around until she spotted a quill and ink beside a letter on Eliza's small wooden desk. Angelica drifted over and lifted the note closer to the candle light.

Dearest Alexander,

Thank you for your kind words you have written so elegantly to me. They are much appreciated in these dark times of strife in the country. However, there is news I must share with you. I cannot bring myself to write any more letters to you at this time. Writing this one is causing much grief already. Do not worry about myself, I am not the one to be grieving at these words. I fear for what grief you may feel as you read. I do not think of you as my love any longer Alexander, but more as a brother. You have not done anything to wrong me in any way, my feelings have just since changed from the time I met you. I have felt this way for days.

I know you can find any woman who suits you and I wish you the luck in doing so. I myself know of a fine woman who would fill your needs better than anyone, feel free to come visit and I can introduce you to her. Thank you for your time and all of the wonderful letters.

Adieu,

Elizabeth Schuyler

Angelica focused on the letter and read it over twice more. This letter or anything like it could not be sent to Alexander, not from Eliza. A quiet click of a door latch behind Angelica made her turn on her heels.

"What are you doing in here!?" Eliza gasped then tried to snatch the note Angelica still had a hold of.

"You can't send this letter," Angelica fumed, pulling her arm back. "You love him, and I won't let you give him up like this!"

"But I suppose you're allowed to, right?" Eliza raised her voice then looked to the floor. "You love him too, and I won't let you give him up like this." She closed her eyes. "For once, do something for yourself, Angelica. I'll be fine."

What Eliza had just suggested went against every fiber in Angelica's being. Eliza was the most important. After a long pause, Angelica slowly walked over and wrapped her arms around Eliza and they embraced.

Angelica was willing to do anything for Eliza's happiness, but now that she knew how Angelica truly felt, would Eliza be satisfied with getting Alexander while her sister stood by and watched? Angelica knew the answer would be a resounding "no," but could Eliza truly be happy if she watched Angelica take her own first love?

Angelica didn't know what to say.

So she said nothing.