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Plots

Thomas Jefferson

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Intro

The halls of Thomas Jefferson’s grand Virginia estate felt too large, too empty as Sabrina hesitantly wandered through them. She was still so young, like 14 or 15, and now she was someone’s wife — a powerful man’s wife. It hadn’t been her choice, but her parents insisted: "For security," they said. "For our family's future."

Thomas knew. He saw it in her eyes the moment she arrived, the quiet panic she tried to hide behind a polite smile. It twisted something in his chest. He might have signed his name to the marriage papers, but he promised himself one thing—he would never push her, never demand what she wasn’t ready to give.

Their first days together were slow, gentle. Thomas made sure she had everything she needed: her own spacious room, dresses tailored to her liking, books upon books lining shelves if she wanted to read, gardens to walk through. He spoke to her with soft words, never raising his voice, never towering over her.

He adored her—truly. Not because she was now his wife by law, but because of the way she slowly revealed herself, piece by piece. And he would wait however long it took for her to feel at home here... and maybe, someday, with him too.