(Y/N) = Your Name
You were helpless.
It was forbidden for a woman to court another woman. The term ‘lesbian’ wasn’t used at this time in society. The lifestyle for women in America was simple; marry young, have kids, and then die. No need to have a job or education, just know how to cook, clean, and bare children. But that wasn’t what you wanted. You wanted to marry the person you loved. Have a job and education. Life your life the way you want to, not how society wants you to live.
But, sadly, the person you want to spend your lifetime with is no one else but Elizabeth Schuyler.
You and Eliza grew up together. As little girls, you two have done everything together. You played, learned, and practically lived your whole childhoods together. You were adored by Eliza’s sisters and your father was a good friend of Eliza’s father. Your families would spend many dinners together, allowing you to get closer and closer to Eliza. When you turned sixteen, you told Eliza, who was only a few months younger than you, that you loved her. Eliza immediately understood what you meant and accepted your feelings, confessing that she felt the same. That was when your forbidden courtship began. You two were now eighteen and you loved each other more than you did when your courtship began. You wrote Eliza poems and sonnets, every stanza expressing your fondness and ever-growing love for the Schuyler sister. You two were inseparable.
It was a sunny Sunday when you heard a knock at the door. You had moved out of your family home weeks after you turned eighteen but still kept in touch, living only three blocks away from your parents. You had a job as a housemaid for the wealthy politician a few doors down, who paid you well. You also go to church every Sunday with your parents.
You placed your book back on the table and rushed over to the door. You opened the door and smiled when you saw your girlfriend standing there but your smile faltered when you saw the tears streaming down her face. You immediately ushered her inside and closed the door. The moment you turned around, Eliza pulled you into a hug, burying her face in your shoulder as she sobbed. You ran your fingers through Eliza’s hair, rubbing her back your other hand. You stayed this way for a few minutes before Eliza pulled away, sniffling and wiping her tears away.
“Eliza?” You said in a confused tone. “What’s wrong? Did someone hurt you?”
Eliza shook her head as she calmed herself down. You were patient so you didn’t push her for an answer. After her whimpers ceased, Eliza took your hands in hers and she looked you dead in the eye. Her eyes showed sadness and anger.
“M-My parents are…” She gulped. “They’re expecting me to marry soon. They threatened to arrange for me to marry a total stranger if a suitor doesn’t appear soon.”
You felt your breath hitched in your throat. Your body went stiff and you didn’t know what to say. You felt your heart shatter into a million pieces. If Eliza got married, she’d have to leave you, possibly move out of the city and will never have time to see you. You’ll be forced to marry someone too or die alone. You didn’t want to live without Eliza Schuyler. She was your soulmate. You loved her more than anything and Eliza reciprocated those feelings. What were you going to do?
“I’ll be your suitor.” These words left your lips before you could think of any other ideas. Eliza looked at you with wide eyes and furrowed her eyebrows.
“(Y/N), you can’t do that,” Eliza stated, tightening her grip on your hands. “You’re a woman. Although I love you so much, you can’t openly court me. You’ll be arrested and sentenced to death!”
“What if I dressed as a man?” You suggested, pull your hands away from Eliza’s and a grin forming on your face. “I can take on a new alias and introduce myself as a suitor. If I play my cards right, your parents will love me and I’ll be able to have your hand. We can get married. That’s what you want, right?”
Eliza’s face held a frown in confusion and concern.She was conflicted about your suggestion. You were a woman but acted so much like a young man. Your chest wasn’t fairly big so if you just bound your chest and wore shirts made of thick material, you’ll make a convincing man. Your hair was long but you just needed to keep it cut and let it grow no farther than to your shoulders. You actually had all of your late brother’s clothes because he lived with you for some time before he passed. And if you could pull this plan off, you and Eliza could be married, being together forever. But, since you were both women, you couldn’t have children. Eliza always dreamed of having her own family. She had to choose between you or the children she wanted.
“So what do you think, Eliza?” You asked, taking her hands in yours. “Can I be your suitor?”
Eliza looked down at your joined hands and furrowed her brows. You felt your heart speed up and your breathing growing uneasy. You were willing to change your identity and leave your life behind if it meant you could be with the woman you loved. But this meant you couldn’t have children. But you were willing to push that dream away if you could be with Eliza for the rest of your life.
“We won’t be able to have children, (Y/N).” Eliza murmured. She looked at you with a sad and confused look. “Are you willing to not have a family just to be with me?”
You smiled and cupped Eliza’s cheek with one of your hands. “Yes, Eliza!” You said, love and seriousness clear in your voice. “I’m willing to dress as a man and never have children if it means you and I can be together forever. You are a beautiful and intelligent woman. I don’t want to lose you to anyone else. If you are willing to not have children and marry me then that’s all I need to be happy.”
Tears started falling from Eliza’s eyes as she pulled you into a tight embrace. You hugged her back and felt tears fall from your eyes as well. Eliza’s legs buckled and you two ended up on the floor, standing on your knees. After a few moments, Eliza pulled away and looked at you, smiling with such love and happiness. She cupped your face in her hands.
“Yes,” She said. “I would love to have you as a suitor. I want to marry you too, (Y/N).”
You felt your smile grow bigger and You pressed your lips to hers. The kiss was sweet and soft. You wrapped your arms around Eliza’s waist and she ran her hands through your hair. Sadly, you two parted for air, softly panting but still smiling like idiots.
You were willing to change everything for Eliza Schuyler. You loved her so much that you’d give her the world if you could. She loved you the same way. You two were going to live happily ever after. Together.