Third POV eye

Maria takes Aaron in her arms.

"Aaron, you saved my life!" She says with a smile. Aaron pats her head.

"Don't say anything, I'm sure you could have done it without my help," Aaron says.

Maria shakes her head and takes his hand.

"We will have to stay together, as before," Maria says excitedly. Aaron laughs. Eliza heard them. She wonders if Maria is not talking about their relationship.

Maybe they broke up and they want to get back together? Wonders Eliza.

"Liza !!!" shouts Peggy. Eliza looked at it.

"Yes?"

"I feel like you're not doing well, are you okay?" Peggy asks. Eliza nods.

"I'm fine," She says sadly.

"Thomas, what are you doing?" James asks, withdrawing his arm from Thomas's grip.

"I'm taking you away from this bitch," Thomas says. James looks at him surprised.

"Thomas ..." James says a little embarrassed. Aaron notices it and gets closer to them by not letting go of Maria's hand.

"Hey! Who do you think Thomas could have won if we continued playing? James or me?" Asks Aaron.

"Well, it's you, Aaron," Says Maria. Aaron smiles proudly.

Thomas shakes his head.

"It sure would be James," Says Thomas, taking James' hand. Aaron laughs.

"We're leaving," Says the professor.

During the journey, the rise of death was as difficult to descend as it was to ascend. James and Thomas speak affectionately.

Charles wanted to hold Aaron's hand, but he's already holding Maria's, and she's a little angry with him. Charles sighs and hopes that everything will be fine when he goes home.

James and the first teacher before entering the hostel. He climbs the stairs and lies on the bed. Thomas joins him. He sits where there is room.

"Thomas, you're TOO jealous," James says. Thomas grits his teeth. Thomas thinks that James is disappointed with him, he does not even call him by his nickname.

"Thomas..." James sits down.

"I love you, but..." Thomas is nervous. He doesn't want him anymore ??? He doesn't want to approach him anymore ??? He doesn't love him anymore like before ??? All these questions he raises make him tremble.

James notices it and takes it in his arms.

"You're too protective," James says, kissing his cheek softly.

"I was scared..." Says Thomas softly.

"What were you afraid of?" Asks James.

"I thought you were going to tell me you do not love me anymore," Thomas says with difficulty.

"Thomas...I'll leave you no more, I told you so, right?" Asks James. Thomas nods.

"Thomas, what did Dolley do to you so you hated her?" Asks James curiously.

"She loves you. And I can't stand it, " He says, crossing his arms. James kisses her cheek longer, which soothes Thomas.

"I understand you, but you have to calm down," He says.

"Impossible do you know how it feels to see someone in love with the person you love?" Thomas asks frustrated. James laughs.

"I'm the best person to know what it's all about," James says. Thomas looks at him confused.

"You are Thomas Jefferson and all the girls fall under your spell and in addition you already had several relationships before me. You are the prince charming that every girl dreams of marrying. I'm not going to lie to you that I was afraid that someone as charming as you is interested in someone like me, but with all the words, the flowers and the tears you shed, I'm sure that you will not leave me for another because I am sure of your feelings for me and I am sure of my feelings for you. " James says looking into his eyes. Thomas's eyes sink into his.

"My Tommy is so sensitive," James says, smiling before hugging him.

Thomas cries and can't stop. James told him that he loves in a way that touches him. He holds him close to him, ignoring the tears that fall on his face.

"I love you so much," Thomas says. He walks away and puts his lips on hers so gently that Thomas can barely feel the kiss. Thomas closes his eyes and brings him closer. James gently puts his hands on his hips. They separate beautifully to breathe.

Thomas wipes his tears. James smiles. James takes off his jacket to no longer be as hot as before. He puts it on his bed. Thomas looks up and sees James in a T-shirt. He had seen in the gym like that, but he did not have time to captivate his beautiful arms.

Thomas bends over and kisses James' hand. James laughs.

"What are you doing?" James asks between laughter. Thomas goes back to kiss his wrist, then his forearm, his elbow, his shoulder before watching the person standing in front of him and kissing him on his soft lips.

James pulls him away with his hands. He is laughing.

"Tommy, you're so cute," James says. Taking his cheeks and pulling them.

"Ouch!" Shouts Thomas. James laughs.

"Sorry, sorry," James says. Thomas hides his smile.

"I love you," Thomas says.

"I know," James says, smiling.

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