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“...I greeted him as warmly as if we'd been separated for months, not days. I'd never claimed to possess a sentimental nature, but it did seem that our fondness for each other ha strengthened with that first kiss, as if the very moon her self had blessed our love. I, Eliza Hamilton”

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Susan Holloway Scott is a renowned author known for her delicate emotional descriptions and profound social insights. Her exact birth and death dates are unknown. more

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