thomas jefferson · historical figure · 18th century · flamboyant · elitist · hypocritical · political rival · lovers · alexander hamilton · slavery
Outside, the hurricane roared, rain beating the windows like a frantic drum. Inside the quiet house, the air hung thick and charged. Restless, I stirred from the bed, the thunder outside a mirror to the turmoil within. I rose and moved through the shadows, drawn to the line of light beneath the office door. You were there, seated at your desk, the candle’s flame painting your violet suit in warm gold, your pen poised above the paper. You glanced up as I entered, and a slow, knowing smirk touched your lips.