wig snatched but the wig is Philip (not a joke chapter)

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Chapter 11!

Eliza's perspective

The hands were getting tighter and tighter as they wrapped around my neck. I could feel myself about to pass out. I don't know how or why, but I managed to elbow whoever was choking me right in the stomach, which made them let go of me. I turned to see who it was. Alexander fucking Hamilton. My own husband. Or should I say, ex-husband? But I could care less about him, I went back to Thomas. Wait a minute... it can't just be a coincidence that Alexander was here and that Thomas magically got injured and passed out. I wasn't even paying attention to Alexander before I realized Philip wasn't with me.

I turned around to see the door open-

and Philip was gone.

My baby was gone.

I screamed and ran out the door, but Alexander was nowhere in sight. I fell to my knees and Iet out a sob. He took the two things I cared most about. I just lie on the floor hugging Thomas, who was still unconscious and sobbed.

I eventually cried myself to sleep somehow before I felt something gently shake me awake. I fluttered my eyes open. It was Thomas. I woke right up and hugged him tightly.

"You look like you've been crying Eliza, what happened? And where's Philip?" he asks me looking slightly confused and worries

"He took him," I said breaking down into tears again

"W-wait... what?!"

"Alexander." I managed to say through the tears.

"Wh-how?" he stutters. I've never seen him like this before, it looked like something snapped inside of him. "We have to find him!" He said getting up.

"Thomas, you're hurt, don't want you to get more hurt," I say, but Thomas took off running

A/N: I just wanted to let you all know I ACCIDENTALLY called Thomas thick today


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