The bushes behind me moved, as though an animal, a rabbit, was discovered by hunting dogs, running for its life. It was then that I realised he was watching everything, from behind that bush, all this time, and finally admitted defeat, his complete and utter defeat, to a happy couple…
Kipplin didn't need to be found. He was here before me, a long time before me, and he has seen enough. He has seen all he needed to see, and he believed his own eyes. It was not what it seemed.
We sat for another hour during which I remained at all times sulkily silent, while Jenna on several occasions inquired her boyfriend, in a soft voice, how much he loved her. I was too angry to speak then. This day turned out to be as ordinary as a day could get. There were no fights, no drama, nothing of interest – even the weather was calm and the wind was mild and my time vanished before my eyes again. It was six when Jenna declared her family desired her presence and made a swift exit. Too late.
Kipplin didn't return that evening, and he was the one who told me that I wouldn’t get anything until I did something. Coward. What a hypocrite. He left the park that day quietly and I could only, at best, speculate why. He realised he had always been fighting a battle that was already lost. He was fighting for a dead dream. It was alien ground he was fighting on, where he could only lose.
The sight of David and Jenna together, kissing, would be the end of him. They were undefeatable, in this world, in this life. The society was on their side, and it was the same society, in the end, that left Kipplin with…nobody.
Kipplin realised that, he was only living in a world where true love had no value. He knew that all he had been, all he had achieved, with pride, all he had invested, was game data that to everyone, meant nothing. It was all meaningless now: the parties, the mansion, and the time he spent. That day, he lost everything.
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