I know it's reckless. I know it's foolish. I know, but renting this room could be the best decision I have ever made. It has become our sanctuary. Our place. Just the two of us, not worrying, just being together, away from everything else.
When we met today, Julia snuck in the luxurious, real Inner Party food. The coffee, sugar, and bread was heaven in itself. But she also brought makeup. I realized then that Julia isn't beautiful. At least she's not beautiful in the conventional kind of way. But the makeup brought out her femininity. She looked like a woman, not just a Party member in a pair of overalls. To me, she was stunning.
There is one problem with the room above Mr. Charrington's shop. Julia found a rat. Not many people are aware, but I am deathly afraid of rats. Snakes, bats, insects, cats, dogs I can handle, but rats, rats are different.
We studied the paperweight. I explained to Julia how it is a link to the past, an artifact stuck in time, never changing. How I wish my time with Julia could be inside that paperweight with the coral, perpetually suspended, never changing, just her, me, and the coral. Stuck in time. Forever.
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