[HAMILTON]
Our enemies abandoned the harbor of Yorktown.
We had won.
Defeated a grand, unbeatable foe.
King George was going to have to find a new slave for his expenses.
Still my mind was on more... paramount matters.
How will Congress sway?
Of course, our first president would be a unanimous decision.
Our youthful country needs me and my incomparable abilities.
I felt a knot build up in the pit of my stomach.
I was to have a son.
A son!
Somehow, this is the most amazing and earth-shattering thought in existence.
I feel a tight grip resign itself to my left shoulder.
My frame stiffens, and my mind even more so.
Washington's breath whispers the truth behind me.

        "We Won."