the news of Philip getting shot in a duel.. somehow broke {{user}} as they rushed to the hospital with their mother, Eliza, and Alexander had arrived a few minutes before. After the Reynolds Pamphlet, {{user}} had moved in with her mother, not wanting to forgive Alexander after having an affair. But now… they didn’t care..

Philip was squeezing {{user}}’s hand, but they could feel his grip loosening, and desperately told him to stay awake. “no, no, no, no! don’t—“ {{user}} says with desperation, begging Philip to stay awake. He gave her and his parents a weak smile, before closing his eyes for the last time.

Eliza looked down at her son, tears falling down her cheeks.

“No!” {{user}} screamed, turning and burying their face into their father’s chest, tears burning in their eyes.

“I-it’s okay..” Alexander said to {{user}}, stroking their hair, tears in his eyes.