I wake up bright and early and I see that Alexander is still not back. I go back into his office and I see that there are 2 letters on his desk. I pick one up and start to read it to myself.
"This letter, my very dear Y/N will not be delivered to you, unless I shall first have terminated my earthly career; to begin, as I humbly hope from redeeming grace and divine mercy, a happy immortality.
If it had been possible for me to have avoided the interview, my love for you and my precious children would have been alone a decisive motive. But it was not possible, without sacrifices which would have rendered me unworthy of your esteem. I need not tell you of the pangs I feel, from the idea of quitting you and exposing you to the anguish which I know you would feel. Nor could I dwell on the topic lest it should unman me.
The consolations of Religion, my beloved, can alone support you; and these you have a right to enjoy. Fly to the bosom of your God and be comforted. With my last idea; I shall cherish the sweet hope of meeting you in a better world.
Adieu best of wives and best of Women. Embrace all my darling Children for me.
Ever yours, Alexander."
I started to feel tears rush down my cheeks.
"Alexander...why did you do this thing me..." I said kneeling on the floor.
I grabbed tight into the necklace around my neck as I started to tear up. For what he said in the letter, a duel. I can't let this happen to him.
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FanfictionYou have just came to a new state. New York where dreams are made. You stumble across this tall sliming man. He introduces himself. Alexander. He says. Alexander Hamilton. What shall you do as you meet this young man
