A New Love (Part Three, Chapter Six)

I was in the Chestnut Tree Cafe. They had released me, and given me a new job having to do with some unimportant aspect of the Newspeak language. They did not care what I did any more. I had met with Julia after we were both released. She had changed significantly. She told me that she had betrayed me. I told her that I had done the same. I could tell that she hated me. I could also tell she was not the same person any longer. I was thinking about all of this while I sat in the cafe and drank the horrible Victory Gin. The telescreen had reported that the Party was fighting Eurasia (the current enemy) in Africa. I hoped that the Party would defeat them, but it did not seem likely, in their current situation. I remembered times from my childhood, when I was with my family. But they were false memories. They were not real. O'Brien had proved that to me. Yet I still hated Big Brother. Then a trumpet call issued from the telescreen. The Party had won. Everyone around me was quite ecstatic. I knew that the Party would win, even despite all of my doubts. Then it happened. I felt the last change happen. I looked up at the huge poster of Big Brother on the wall. I loved him. It was over. The Party had won.