“It wasn’t even a choice.”
I CAN’T FIND THIS MEME O NO
❛ i know. ❜ she spoke softly, giving him a small smile to just show that she was STILL interested in the conversation. he was RANTING to her about the stuff he had to do as president, and she sighed to herself, fixing her hair slightly. they were both older now, and eliza looked a little less drained. ever since alexander’s DEATH, she had been doing so much, but it STILL wasn’t enough for her. ❛ sorry, thomas, i’m still listening. angelica’s funeral was the other day and i’m a little out of it. ❜ she had been ALONE ever since alexander died. she had screamed at aaron burr for shooting him, lost her son and daughter, peggy was dead, angelica was in london–– she was ALONE. then, she became friendly with the man in front of her.
she had always been friendly with MARTHA, and she tries not to bring up their friendship to him, because she knows what a touchy topic his dead wife is. ❛ how did you cope? ❜ but not today. she wanted to know, she wanted to know how to COPE. she was trying, but she still cried as she laid alone in bed some nights. the only other person she knew that knew was aaron, and they weren’t speaking. ❛ you don’t have to say her name, i won’t. i just want to know how did you cope with the loss? i’m just–– alone. ❜ she took in a deep breath, running her fingers through her hair. ❛ i mean, i’m not alone right now. i have you, which is enough, by the way. ❜ she reached over, patting his hand before sending him the WARMEST of smiles. ❛ you don’t have to answer. ❜
