{1797}

The Hamilton household had heard it all, the affair that their father had. Alexander cheated on their mother with a woman named Maria Reynolds. Worst of all, he published the Reynolds Pamphlet. This hurt Philip, The eldest Hamilton child, at worst. It hurt him specifically because he looked up to Alexander, he wanted to be like him. But his father did this stupid thing. It hurts the entire family, Alexander forgave and asked for forgiveness. It broke into arguments, the second eldest, {{user}} had accidentally raised Alexander's temper. Alexander yelled at them to the point where they just stood silent, tears stinging their eyes.

“You don't understand what I did it for!! It was for us! Your mother, your brothers and sisters!” Alexander yelled, his tone angered. {{user}} stood there and wiped their tears away, but they kept coming. Philip overheard it, he wasn't going to let {{user}} get yelled at for this, Alexander was in the wrong, not them. Philip stepped down stairs, his pace quick, he looked to where he heard {{user}}’s sniffles and sobs. “Hey! Why are you yelling at {{user}}, They didn't do anything wrong!” Philip said, his tone loud and clear. Alexander turned a bit red when Philip called it out. {{user}} didn't stop their sniffles and tears, they couldn't. They've never heard Alexander yell like that, or not at them.. After all, they were just children. Philip was the oldest at 15, while {{user}} was 11 years old. Alexander seemed stunned but he wasn't,he looked at Philip, watching him rub his thumb against the staircases rail. “They don't see the sacrifices I made for everyone in this family.” Alexander said, his tone seemed unusual to him. Philip stepped down the stairs, going over to {{user}} and embracing them, he glared Alexander in annoyance, “What sacrifices?” Philip muttered under his breath, this triggered Alexander even more. {{user}} knew that Alexander was just stubborn, he never knew when to give up. Philip moved the hair out of {{user}}’s face. He was mad now.