❛ angelica, ❜ he wants to speak, wishes to construct paragraphs for her, but for once in his life, he is rendered silenced. ten minutes with her will never be enough; he wants a lifetime with her. the gold ring on his left hand feels a little heavier and it’s that hand he places atop angelica, as though the ring might QUELL the desires of both of their hearts. is the life they share not enough? they are linked to one another through eliza; brother and sister, they can be nothing more. he knows he SHOULDN’T, he knows he tempts fate ( or does fate tempt him? he never will know ) but nonetheless, he leans forward and brushes lips against her cheek.
❛ my dearest sister — my dearest, angelica, ❜ with a comma after DEAREST. ❛ not the lord himself could keep me from granting you ten minutes of my time. i would grant you my life if i could, but you and i — angelica, my love, we simply cannot. ❜ his heart aches in his chest, he longs to pull her close. ( god, help him, he wishes to learn the curvatures of her body, the way her skin feels beneath lips, hands. ) if he is to be icarus, angelica is the sun. ❛ you must seek completion in other ways, you and i know i cannot complete you, i cannot bring completion to your life. i - ❜ he wishes he could, he wishes he could love both her and eliza. love for one does not nullify love for the other. hand rises, cupping the cheeks his lips hadn’t met and he looks upon her for a moment. ❛ i am never to be complete either. perhaps we are meant to be unfinished sentences, two fragments we cannot bring together. we must…. we must learn to be alright with what we can be, my sister. ❜
the moment of silence made her insides fumble and drop. this was a STUPID request; one that would break her sister into pieces, and yet the selfish part of her deep down inside begged for him to say yes. if only it were that easy. the bitter coldness of his ring brushing against her skin was enough to almost make her turn and run, but she couldn’t take her eyes off of his. it was a dire last request before she left. she cannot count the times she has prayed that she could for once be in her sister's shoes, just for a day, that would be enough. she knew if she told eliza she would step down respectfully, but she couldn’t watch her sister fall apart because of her doings. even though her eyes laid on him first –– she knows now she must leave, she would return one day but she needed time. her eyes were pleading for a change in answer, but she knew she would not receive that. ❝ alexander… i am –– ❞
his words cut hers short. for a moment she stopped breathing, everything around her was drowned out. SISTER. that was it. all she was meant to be in her lifetime. the oldest, to marry rich, whether she were in love or not it did not matter. the many times he spoke of legacy reminded her of her father, she was to be the legacy. the selfless sister who sacrifices EVERYTHING. she swallows back the tears that attempted to escape, and only one succeeded to roll down her cheek. ❝ i know, i know. ❞ the words were soft, apologetic, and almost inaudible. she ponders if the two fragments they could not bring together could create the most beautiful sentence in history, but that she keeps to herself. two unsatisfied people could be satisfied together, but unfortunately the world is cold and cruel. it takes and it takes and it takes. ten minutes was not enough today, nor would it ever be enough for her. eyelids flutter shut as his hand cups her cheek, summoning the courage inside of her to speak. it was foolish of her to ask, to pour her heart out to him. even if she begged him to, even if he and eliza were not together she knew he would never run away with her. what he was doing here was important to him, he was truly a mind at work. one that would torture her until the day she died. ❝ of course. who is always your side. i –– ❞ her hand creeps up to grasp his, lowering it from her cheek. dark eyes opening once again to meet his own. ❝ i am sailing off to london–– ❞
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MUSICAL VERSE. this verse takes place during and before act one. angelica is the oldest of three sisters who always sneak out to watch the action and guys in the street. she plans to speak to thomas jefferson and ask him for equality for women in america. she falls in love with alexander hamilton but because her father bears no sons and she is the oldest she has to marry rich and he is penniless. she introduces him to eliza and is happy enough that she can at least keep him in her life.
MUSICAL VERSE. this verse takes place during act two and after. she has found a wealthy husband and is sailing off to london to live with him. she continues to write to alexander and her family. she sails back to america for a summer trip with her family in which she hopes alexander takes part of but doesn't. she returns again when hearing of alexander's affair and comes to aid her sister and stays for a while after philip dies. she gives her husband the option to move to america with her in which case he declines and she stays with eliza after alexander passes away. she continues to help her sister with the orphanage and is later buried near alexander in trinity church garden.
modern angelica schuyler. a powerful lawyer and activist who speaks out for what she believes in. a strong feminist who makes sure that her voice is heard and that her rights as a woman are not stepped on. boss ass bitch tbh.
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ANGELICA SCHUYLER ( CHURCH ), 20 years of age. eldest child of general philip schuyler and catherine van rensselaer schuyler. eldest sibling of elizabeth schuyler hamilton and margarita "peggy" schuyler van rensselaer. wife of john barker church. born february 20, 1756 and passed march 13, 1814 (aged 58). angelica moves to london with her husband in 1787. after hearing of alexander's affair she returns to aid her sister and continues to stay there. she continues to stay by eliza's side after the death of alexander and helps her raise speak out against slavery, and raise children from the orphanage eliza had created up until the time she passes away.
❝ i know my sister like i know my own mind, you will never find anyone as trusting or as kind. if i tell her that i love him she'd be silently resign, he'd be mine. she'd say 'i'm fine' she'd be lying. ❞
a sister's love is a PRECIOUS gift, one that can not easily be given or taken. you love your sister and you put her happiness before your own, no matter the pain it costs you in the end. no matter the HURT you endure on the way, you continue on to make sure she shines as bright as she can.
as the oldest and not having a brother you are to live in a world where you may only marry rich. you social climb until you find a suitable suitor, and whether you truly love the man or not you marry him out of respect for you father.
at a winter's ball you find love at first sight, ALEXANDER HAMILTON. but he is penniless and your sister, well she is HELPLESS. and you know you have to do what's right. it's her happiness over your own every time. you give him to her, you allow her to love him in your place. it is enough just to have him in your life and you will strive to keep him there. it's enough to keep his eyes in your life. but you know you will never be satisfied.
in a letter to eliza: [ ...if you were as generous as the old Romans, you would lend him to me for a little while. ]
the gossip in new york city is insidious, and you are fighting your way through the social elite where you meet john church. with your father's blessing you marry him and sail to london to live with him. you may not love him, but to your father that is no matter. you continue writing to and LONGING for alexander. and after years you finally sail back to accompany your sister and her family for a summer only to hear alexander will not make his way upstate.
IT WAS A LONG SUMMER.
a few years have gone by and you receive an urgent letter asking you to come home, ELIZA NEEDS YOU. alexander has done the unforgivable, an affair and he wrote it all down. you warned her but you cannot blame her for loving him and staying at his side. she has married an icarus, one you had hoped to love and marry yourself. he has hurt your sister and yet wishes for your help but you refuse. he would never find anyone as trusting or as kind. you love your sister more than anything in this life, and you would choose her happiness over yours every time. you are standing at her side.
YOU HOPE HE'S SATISFIED.
you write to your husband and ask for his forgiveness and to allow you to stay by your sister's side. ( knowing that despite his answer you will continue to stay as you always have and always will ) and as your nephew draws his last breath you know that you won't make your way back to london. you hold your sister in your arms, watching her crumble in your grasp and you swear to protect her.
she forgives him.
and yet again she is crumbling, breaking into pieces in front of you as alexander passes. and you are both at his side. there is a part of you that cannot be replaced.
❝ i languished in a loveless marriage in london, i lived only to read your letters. ❞
she is all you have left to remind you of him, to keep a part of him in your life. you help her throughout the rest of your days. speaking out against slavery, and helping her raise children from the orphange she has built just for him. you are happy to spend the rest of your days with the person you love most, the only person left that you love. you help tell his story.
you are buried in trinity church garden near him. and you await your sister's arrival with him on the other side.
& v. dream like candle light
& v. an ocean away
& v. include women in the sequel
VERSE NAME.