Their romance shaped a nation. The rest was history.
The love story of Alexander Hamilton and Elizabeth Schuyler. The story that inspired then bestselling musical Hamilton.
Eliza couldn’t help it. She smiled. And when he unexpectedly threw in an unscripted bound instead of the expected coupe, she let out the tiniest of whoops, and would have fallen if his strong arm hadn’t pressed firmly into the small of his back.
“I beg your pardon,” he said when she was upright again. “I didn’t mean to leave you hanging.”
She had to hand it to him. He was good, this Alexander Hamilton. Under other circumstances, she might actually like him. But right now she had about seven more minutes of his time, and she was determined to make them as difficult as possible.
