The Devoted One
The situation had the Devoted One’s nerves rankled and offered little satisfaction. These petty acts were child’s play. Worse, they hadn’t accomplished much, if anything.
Of course the Devoted One realized the cops were keeping a close eye on the two of them. Best to let things settle down a bit, get them to lower their guard. After all, the last thing the Devoted One wanted was to be caught before the goal was achieved.
The goal seemed to be evolving from day to day. Initially, the Devoted One wanted things to be the way they were when the two of them were happy, wanted them to fall back in love, get married, and spend the rest of their lives together. But now? It was hard to say. Sometimes the Devoted One still wanted the love back. But other times the Devoted One only wanted to return the shame and hurt and pain.
How a person could toss love away as if it was garbage made no sense. Love was a gift. It was meant to be appreciated.
If someone is too stupid to realize that, maybe they’re too stupid to live.