It was a week after me and Charles met, we write letters everyday. His letters make me swoon, his writings are amazing. I took my favorite letter downstairs, my mother saw the letter I was reading. "Is that the boy you met at the ball?" She asked.
"Yes." I smiled. "Do you think you will get married?" She asked. "I met him a week ago mother!" I said. "I know but you need to get married sooner or later." She replied. She was reading it over my shoulder, she opened her eyes wide. "He is writing this?!" She asked.
"Yes! But I love him!" I said. "Your father is going to kill you." She said. "I know, but he is sweet." I replied. We heard a knock at the door, my mother opened it. "For miss Y/n Washington." A man said. I jumped up, I was excited.
My mother handed the letter to me, I ran up to my room. I opened the envelope, I unfolded the letter.
'My dearest, Y/n
I have gone into a duel, with the man John Laurens. I am afraid I got shot, your father is sending me home, to get better and heal. This means we can meet up, it has to be at my home. Because I cannot move, as he shot me in the leg. 'Accidentally.' He says. I will arrive at my house in one day, I am in a medical tent. I leave tomorrow, I just cannot wait to see your beautiful face again. Along with your lovely personality and your beautiful smile, I can not believe I am with one of the most wanted women in New York.
From yours most sincerely,
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I can't believe he is coming home, although he got shot. <~~~> I woke up, I got on my second loveliest dress. I looked in the mirror and smiled, my mother walked behind me. "You love him." She smiled. "M-Maybe." I blushed. "You do." She said. I nodded. "Just make sure he loves you." She said. "I know mother, goodbye." I smiled.
I walked out the door, immidately one man started flirting. "Stop, I'm with Charles Lee." I said. "Him?" He asked. I nodded, I didn't look at him well. "I am him.". My jaw dropped, "Charles." I smiled hugging him. "Good to see you are loyal, Y/n." He joked. He used a crutch to stand up.
