Alice's POV
I couldn't blame him of cheating because I wasn't even sure about it but something felt so wrong between us earlier and those mysterious letters are just...unusual and weird.
I wiped my tears away as I heard Philip's footsteps getting louder and louder.
He slowly opened the door and went to bed next to me.
"Alice?..." he said quietly.
I pretended to be asleep.
He sighed and blew on the candle and pulled the sheets towards him.
The next morning was still weird, what can I say?
I woke up and Philip was not next to me. I was anxious to go down and see him and actually have to tell him what I saw and hear what he has to stay.
I got out of bed very slowly and changed my clothes. I wore some trousers and a white lace top. I was actually more comfortable dressed like that but you know, it's more appropriate for women to wear dresses but I didn't really care about that, I always liked to be free even though it was hard sometimes.
I didn't even do my hair, I just left it down but they were somehow looking good, my hair always looks good. I have my mother's hair.
I quietly went downstairs hoping I won't be questioned by Philip but at my surprise, he was not there.
I looked around a little until I saw a piece of paper and a quill on the main table.
I took it and started reading it.
"Dear Alice,
I don't know what happened last night and I'm sorry if I did anything wrong.
I just realised how fast your moods can change and whenever it does, I always bomb you with questions and try to make you talk but maybe I should just let you alone and have time for yourself and let you have time to get back on your average emotional state.
I will be in town to do the same and I hope to see you tonight.
I love you, sincerely, Philip."I thought I'd prefer not to talk about anything but seeing him react that way makes me want to talk to him and clear things out. I needed to know what was going on.
Hold on—oh my sweet Jesus, he went in town! He went in town alone! The last time we had a slight problem and we were on our own, he almost ended up drunk.
Honestly, I don't understand if I'm his best friend, girlfriend or mother sometimes.
I needed to find him in case he was doing the same thing as the last time but I had no time to change and I didn't want anyone to see me like that so I just found a pirate looking hat, I don't even know how I found it honestly, and I walked the streets my head down.
It took me half an hour to actually get in town and then I started looking in every pub I could find if my fellow love interest could be in one of them. I really hoped he won't be but I had a huge feeling that he was.
I've already checked out every pub except one. It's name was 'Queen Anne's Revenge' like that pirate called Blackbeard's ship. I assumed it was more like a pirate pub because it was in the dark through a small passage.
I slowly entered through the door and I could hear men drunk-singing, laughings and sword noises.
I walked in the pub and before even looking if Philip was there, I just bought myself a bottle of rum because God knows why, I really liked it even though it's disgusting, it's also so sour and addicting.
I felt like a pirate and I liked it. I could become one and just start a whole new life if pigs could fly.
I took the bottle in exchange of some gold and then I sat on an empty booth. I still had my head down because I didn't want anyone to comment.
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Fiction HistoriqueAlice Williams, the daughter of the famous scientist, Jacob Williams, becomes good friends with Philip Hamilton, the eldest son of Alexander Hamilton. You might now, know her name but her story is yet to be discovered... -A/N- • the cover is not my...