alexander:

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         "i should tell you more often, i’m fearful you’ll forget.“ taking eliza’s hands in his own, thumb rubbing softly over the curl of her knuckles, he lifted them to his lips, peppering kisses across the back of her hands. “did you deliver that letter? in spite of my interest in the events that transpired with jefferson, you know my work must come first.” he dropped eliza’s hands, setting about pacing the room, hands resting on the small of his back. “nine, i think. anything below that should be fine.”

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          she locked her jaw slightly at the NAME itself, and she tilted her head to the side, shaking her head gently.       ❛ yes, my love, of course i did. ❜       she said to him, moving some hair out of her eyes as she tried to think.       ❛ you are much better at coming up with things like this then i am, i’ve never really LIKED getting revenge on people. ❜       besides, she was always too tired to even try, and it just bothered her to be RUDE. however, now that she was married to alexander, she was starting to change. it was like the person you married was RUBBING off on you.       ❛ have i ever told you how handsome you look today? because you HONESTLY do. ❜

 

"you will never find"

with pale and delicate skin, her beauty held no bounds. her heart was what everyone saw, her smile was what everyone wanted.

"anyone as"

indiependent and private elizabeth schuyler. penned by sydney.

"trusting or as kind"

DRAFTS: thirty plus.
STARTERS: twenty plus.
INBOX: ten plus.