you are Theodosia

You wrote to Aaron every day, liking having someone to talk to while your husband was away in Georgia. You didn’t know this, but Burr had developed more feelings toward you with every letter you wrote him. He didn’t know if he should ever tell you this, I mean, you were already married.

You had gone to visit him because you hadn’t seen him in a while. You arrived at his door and knocked

“Ah, Theodosia! Come in, come in, it’s lovely to see you.” he said, smiling and stepping aside to let you in