Part Two Chapter One

Today, at least today I am told to believe in "feelings" that the dark haired girl has for me. I was working in the morning, and the dark haired girl was present. She fell, I helped her up, and then passed me a note saying "I love you". It however is a great feeling, knowing that I am being thought upon, let alone cared for by a woman. I spoke with her at a lunch table, she seemed discrete as I, and told me to meet her at Victory Square. At the square I witnessed Eurasian prisoners, who were not at all welcomed by a crowd of people. At the square we conversed and she told me to take the train from Paddington Station to the countryside. I felt eager to learn more about this mysterious girl. And for a moment before our departure, held hands. I only felt so natural to do so, and was givin a reason to be alive amongst here and her.