1984 Alternate Ending Essay

“I betrayed you,” Julia said baldly in the Chestnut Café, “or so you think I did.”
“Yes, you betrayed me, didn’t you?” Winston said.
She gave him a quick look, a look that was still beautiful in Winston’s eyes.
“When we were captured, I was brought to a judge. The judge asked me to tell him the truth about what was happening between us.” Julia said.
“So, did you?” Winston interrupted with suspicion of Julia not loving him anymore. He was expecting her to tell him directly, and could not be patient enough for a story.
“Just listen. When he asked me the question, he also told me that I would be given Inner Party positions within the Party,” Julia spoke with a soft voice, “if I spoke the truth.”
Winston’s heart started to rush. Regardless of

You may not believe me, because I certainly did not know that you would be this important in my life, but I chose the latter. I was going to be separated from you if I spoke the truth and vaporized if not. A world without you is death, worse than any pain or torture the world could give me.” Julia said.
Winston did not speak. Rather, he could not speak. He was

Unfortunately, I thought you did not love me anymore, and that is why I told them to torture you, instead of me. How petty of myself,” Winston spoke with regret, “I am sorry, Julia.”
“Shh,” Julia shushed him.
“Why?” Winston asked. He could not resist holding back any more questions.
“I am not Julia,” The dark-haired girl – who was previously named Julia – stated, “I am prole #031985, Sophia Churchill. And you, sir, are prole #041984, Franklin Truman.”
“Franklin Truman… Sophia Churchill… it’s going to take me some time to get used to those names.” The man who was previously Winston – Franklin – stated to Sophia.:
“No more pain… we’re free!” Sophia stated.
“Absolutely,” Franklin replied, “Sophia, I love you.”
“I love you, too,” Sophia replied.
“Sophia, I don’t think I can live without you. Make me the happiest guy in the world. Will you marry me?” Franklin said to Sophia, nervous and