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Everyone has their breaking point. Some are blessed with the patience of a saint, while others are constantly on edge, looking for any reason to lash out, exploding every other minute. Eliza certainly fit into the first category. The things she had been forced to endure day after day would have caused any ordinary woman to break down, wondering what she had done to deserve this fate. Instead, Eliza persevered on, doing all the things Alexander himself was too weak to do without an unkind word. He didn't know what past life he had lived to deserve such an amazing wife. Alexander himself, on the other hand, didn't know which category he fit into. For the first time, he figured himself to be exactly in the middle. However, whatever the case, he knew he had reached his breaking point.

It might have been when he witnessed the life draining from his first born's eyes firsthand. Perhaps as he stood by, helpless and motionless, watching as his daughter, his little Angel who wasn't quite so little anymore, slowly drowning in dark, torturous thoughts; falling into insanity and losing all trace

s of coherent thoughts. Or as he looked into the innocent eyes of Elizabeth Holly, asking where her older brother was, and when he was coming back. Or as, everyday he watched the daughter of his enemy walk around with a broken heart, empty smiled and eyes as sharp as shards of glass and sparkling as much with unshed tears. Eliza's heart had been patched together so many times, always because of him. He was never able to save her, and now it was all finally crashing around him.

Alexander was surrounded by his demons, evil things he had tried to repress ever since that day on St Croix. He walked around in a perpetual cloud that taunted him, filled with the ghosts of his past, of the many people he had tried and failed to save, to help. It seemed that the bodies just kept piling up in his proverbial closet.

Alexander knew he was lost to the mindless lure of revenge, but he couldn't seem to break away from it. After all, once you're in so deep, there is never any going back. It was barely a week from the 24th of november when Alexander Hamilton challenged George Eacker to a duel.

'Look around, look around, at how lucky you are to be alive right now!'

Eliza pleaded fruitlessly; she wouldn't try hard, she knew it was pointless. Still it was in her nature to at least try and protect those she loved, so that was exactly what she did.

'Look at where you are, you have come so far! You have achieved success that will be celebrated decades from now. But, the only way you will be remembered, the only way to preserve your legacy is to stay alive right now and live to fight another day.'

Eliza couldn't stop herself from feeling the tiniest sparks in her heart. Maybe i'll be able to save him, maybe I'll be able to help him. Hoping someday she might be able to stop him from making the biggest mistake of his life. Eliza should have learnt by now that hope only led to worse pain when her plans eventually fell right back down, only adding to the weight she carried around everyday.

'I'm sorry Betsey, I truly am. Still, the deed is done and if I step down now, it will taint my image forever. Whichever way I choose now, I will always be remembered in a darker light than I could have been.' Even if he had lost everything, at least ALexander had his words; his fanciful, flowering words. Still, he knew he would never be able to convince Eliza this time. She couldn't understand and she never would.

'Even if your legacy is tainted, at least you get to stay alive! Time will mend even the deepest scars, and any small mistakes you make will eventually be lost in history anyway!' Elizabeth Hamilton wasn't a selfish person. Still, she had hoped that she might at least get to see her husband outlive her, it was the least he could do, really.

'Don't you see!' Alexander was near hysterical as he tried in vain to explain to his wife the corner he had backed into.

'I can't do anything because if I even take the slightest move, I will go down as either the coward, or the impetuous fool!'

'Won't you already go down as the first political figure to be involved in a public sex scandal, the first one to drag his family into his political life so completely, so horribly?' Eliza asked quietly, calmly. She didn't appreciate the sudden wounded look that appeared on her love's face as she uttered those few, crushing words. She didn't revel in the sudden rush of power she felt flow through her veins. She didn't like it when Alexander visibly crumpled inwards, falling quiet. She didn't see it as a victory when, struck speechless, he retreated into his quarters, eyes red at the corners.

More than anything else, Eliza felt an overwhelming sense of tiredness. She never liked to cause pain, she never thought it necessary. It didn't stop her from seemingly having to hurt everyone she loved most in the world.

My Dearest Eliza,

Please let me be the first to offer you the greatest condolences. I knew it was only a matter of time before Alexander did something irrational, but even in my darkest dreams I never thought he would challenge Eacker, without any heed for you. I will be coming back to New York, so if you need or want anything, please reply promptly.

God, 'Liza, I am so, so, sorry. I could have warned you...I could have warned you. Just Just remember, I will always be there for you. You have married an Icarus, he has flown too close to the sun and if...when he burns up, you can always count on me, I hope there is something I can do to help ease your pain.

Your most affectionate sister, Angelica

On the 7th of december, 1801, Alexander Hamilton shot George Eacker in the chest on the wind whipped island of Weehawken just across the shore from New York City.

Alright, so I took the style of Angelica's writing straight from an authentic letter, so it is as real as I could make it! of course, Alexander never really challenges Eacker, so it's all fiction from now on, just wanted to let you know. so yeah! thanks for reading!