Chapter 55

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Lafayette's POV

I couldn't stop my mind from drifting back to the question I asked myself. 'Why not marry him?' I knew it'd be unexceptional in our society but I loved this man so much that I didn't care if society had sh*t to say about it. Laurens had long since went to bed and I sat on my cot, pondering my question. I would certainly love to spend the rest of my life with him but I was afraid I'd hurt him a third time... And another question I had to ask myself was, would he even accept it? Would he say yes? Or would he shoot me down as fast as he does redcoats? But I also figured, if I married him, I'd have even more motivation to find Lee and make him pay. I'd also make sure that I protected him from everything. I would never left anyone hurt him again, married or not regardless because I loved him so. No one would ever take him away from me, I wouldn't allow it. I looked at him as he sleep peacefully on his cot, seeming like an angel had fallen and decided to take rest on the closest thing he could find. I sighed happily, staring slightly as his curls perfectly framed his delicate face. God, how was I lucky enough to have him as my amour? How was I lucky enough to have someone as wonderful as him to call my own? Why did I deserve someone so innocent and perfect? All questions I couldn't answer because I didn't know why. I didn't think I deserve him, for I was a sinner while he was a pure Saint, an angel sent from heaven! He's face was so beautiful; from his freckles to his plump, rosy pink lips. From his crystal blue eyes always as wide as the sea with wonder to his perfectly, pearly white teeth. I couldn't find one single imperfection about him, not a single one. Not a single fault, he was my definition of perfect. Never before have I encountered someone like him, so I guess god created him so his soul purpose would be to be the definition of perfect. And by Jove, he had achieved that when he created that man. And here is exactly what I wrote down in my journal.
Perfect;
Adjective
Definition- John Laurens, my magnificent boyfriend

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