“Here we go,” Lincoln grasps Savannah’s hand. Signaling to Hamilton and me, he urges, “You two go on in. We’ll join you at the front in a moment.”

I squeeze Savannah’s hand. We share a smile, and I wink. We’re about to reveal a betrayal, and I know Lincoln’s mother will not appreciate it.  I remind myself to not make a scene as I protect Savannah from the fall out. My friend is happy, and that is all that matters.

Hamilton opens the door, the crowd quiets, ...