Entry #6 December 24, 451 BCE
As for the ending of my last entry, I have fallen in love with a plebeian girl. As you have probably already heard from my great grand father, it is illegal for a patrician man to marry a plebeian women, or vise versa. The constant struggle for power between these two social classes has created a large separation between the two groups. The girl who I have fallen for's name is Isabella. She has long, dark brown hair that falls onto her back in light wavy curls. Whenever she speaks, my heart skips a beat and whenever I hear her name I smile.
Although she doesn't dress as beautiful as my mom does, I still kind her to be quite attractive. The one time I can talk to her is when I shopped at her father's shop where he worked as a merchant. She pretends she is talking to me about items for sale, when we are actually talking about our love for each other. Rumor has it that the assembly is talking about passing a law making cross-class marriage legal. Until then though, I will just have to wait...