Sincerely, Your Rat

To: София Стеллановна Романова
From: Г████ И██████████ С██████

I don't know if this will ever reach you, Sonyuchka, but I hope it didn't under the circumstances of my death.

(Or, a love and farewell letter to Soviet Russia and Union.)

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Done as a writing challenge from a friend on Discord.
A written letter of a lover that has to say goodbye for reasons they can't control.

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From: Г████ И██████████ С██████

To: София Стеллановна Романова
Новгород
Новгородская область, Советский Союз

I don't know if this will ever reach you, Sonyuchka, but I hope it didn't under the circumstances of my death.

This letter would be sent to you once it's been decided that my mission in enemy territory had come to an end.

I know you knew of this, on which union I held my loyalties to, but with every moment I spent with you, it only made me question if I should keep doing this. Lying to you, even though it was clear you already had an idea that I'm not doing this with pure intentions. It seems that I can't lie to you, no matter how hard I try.

In the end, I will never understand why you let me off. Was it because you wanted to know what my aim was? I know it wasn't aimed on making me fall in love with you.

Do you love me as well? Or do you use me the way I use you?

I don't think I'll ever know that. If I were to pursue you openly, it'd have meant that I would've abandoned my original reason of being here. They wouldn't leave me alive, especially living in the heart of the enemy. I know too much. I'm content with what we are now.

But if I ask you to forget me, would you be able to? I know I wouldn't, if I were in your position.

I'm sorry for not being able to love you with my everything. I know, if under a different reason, I would do so.

Maybe under a new sun, we'd have met a different ending than this. Something happier, for the both of us. It might seem like empty words, but truly, I wish for it to be true.

I love you, Sonyuchka.

I selfishly hope that you love me too.

Sincerely,

Your Rat

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I do not support nor do I condone the potentially offensive ideologies and historical figures mentioned in this work.

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