Aren't you going to say something?
Eliza held her computer in her lap, re-reading the headline. ‘LAWYER ALEXANDER HAMILTON ADMITS TO AFFAIR’. Tears welled in her eyes, not noticing the door opening. He didn't even have the common decency to even tell her. Instead, he publicly outed himself, dragging his family down with him.
“Eliza?” Alexander asked in a hushed and ashamed tone, slowly approaching her crying form.
“I'm sorry I wasn't good enough for you. I should have been a better wife, a better mother. I've failed.” Eliza said, her voice cracking.
Alexander stood there, his heart shattering at the hurt, disappointment, and distrust in Eliza's voice. He had done this to her, he had hurt her. She was always there for him, always fought for him, even when no one else would.
“Aren't you going to say something? Is the great Alexander Hamilton finally at a loss for words?” Eliza cried, the words on her laptop screen blurring with her tears.
Alex still stood, stunned. Eliza was never one to get upset, she was always gentle, kind. He knew he should have told her, but he didn't have the courage. He had brought another woman into their bed, and replaced the love of his life.
“Don't even bother. You’ll sleep in your office. You’re not welcome here anymore.” Eliza said, the words cutting through Alexanders brain like a knife.