Park. Midnight.
Peggy POV
I am here. Waiting. I promised. I sit on a bench and hold myself. I want to cry, but I know if he comes, I would look bad with tear stains on my face.
Laf POV
I am walking. I hope she is there. I am late. It was hard to get past my parents. I need to hurry. I want to see her. I am planning what to say to her. I don't know yet. Then I see her.
Peggy POV
He isn't here. He doesn't love me. I'm going to leave. Voice of hope? YOU WERE WRONG. LIKE ALWAYS.
Laf POV
She is leaving. I think she thinks I'm not coming. It's my last chance.
"Miss Peggy ! Attendez ! S'il vous plaît, mon amour... (Miss Peggy! Wait! Please, my love...)" I call out to her.
She turns. She sees me. Her eyes get wide, and fill with tears. We both falter. She breaks down, right where she is. In a fit of tears, she sits in a wet heap, right on the pavement. I walk over and hold her against my chest, and I cry with her. In her ear I whisper the words I have wanted to say ever since I'd met her.
"Peggy ? Je t'aime. (Peggy? I love you.)"
"I love you too." She says in english, which she knows I'm not good at, but it's okay, just this once.
Peggy POV
I have a new flame. A flame of love. For Laf. I will fight my mother for control of my life. Like always. I will learn French. I will be happy.
Laf POV
I look into her wet blue eyes. I love her so much. I have no regret for what happens next. I kiss her. Softly. She kisses me back. I'm so happy. Life is back to "normal."
I have Peggy back.
All is well.
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The forgotten Schuyler sister
FanfictionA story about about Peggy, the forgotten sister. Angelica, Eliza, AND PEGGY. THE FORGOTTEN SISTER. sorry I am obsessed with Hamilton... NOT HISTORICALLY ACCURATE! IF YOU WANT A QUALITY FANFIC, THEN GO READ SOMETHING ELSE.
