Some minutes later Jennifer was called into the parcours. I walked over to the fence to film her. Jenny and Loriot were great, they didn't make any mistakes and they were quick. She would definitely achieve one of the top places. This was their best round in this whole season which made me really excited. But when Jenny came out of the parcours, she did not look happy at all. She was shaking madly, and for outsiders it must've looked as if she was on a withdrawal. The problem with that whole thing was that she wasn't. Even though I didn't want to believe it, it was her illness which had come out again. When Jennifer was younger she got an infection which never left her body. It only "slept". And every time her illness came out again she became really sick and she felt horrible. Because this had happened a few times before I kind of knew what to do so I gave her something to drink and her cigarettes. But today it was way worse than usually. Probably because she hadn't been ill the whole year. I was very scared because she didn't stop shaking and she looked worse with every second. For me, standing there and not being able to help, it was basically just horrible. Jennifer couldn't even alight from Loriot, it was that bad. Luckily she was one of the last starters so she didn't need to alight because the presentation ceremony would start soon.

A few minutes later, the time limit for the presentation ceremony was announced. AndJennifer was in time! She was definitely in the top 10! Jennifer obviously wasn't the only one in time – I noticed that he also was one of the winners. Of course. He was really good. During the presentation ceremony I took lots of photos for the website. Jennifer turned out to have achieved the 7th place whilst he became 4th. The man having won the third place was just a few milliseconds quicker than him which was probably very annoying. I observed him accurately during the lap of honour. His horse, a brown mare, was very excited and it seemed difficult to control her. His facial expression was really strained and it seemed like he had to work very hard to hold her back. But he was such a good rider that this wasn't a problem for him. In contrast to him Jennifer was really happy about her 7th place. But sadly it was not to oversee that she didn't feel good at all. When she came out of the parcours and groaned in pain I started to seriously worry about her. I suggested that I would provide Loriot and that she should already take a seat and order something to eat.

After I had provided both of the horses we ate something together as usually. We always did the same stuff every time we went to a competition. It was like a little"tournament-routine" and we normally never did this differently. Usually I really enjoyed this calming sitting together but this time I was a bit nervous. I always turned around in case he would stand behind me. But he wasn't there – obviously.

Suddenly somebody made an announcement which said that all winners should go and get their prizes at the registration office. When I first heard the voice through the speaker I was frightened because I was very deeply in thoughts but I calmed down quickly afterwards. Jennifer hesitated for a second, then she told me to get the prize. I always did the "easy but annoying" stuff for her. You could call me her little "minion" but personally I wouldn't describe myself as that. I was more a big helping hand for her. I loved doing this so much and I always received a compensation. But at first I didn't even want to go that far way to the registration office. But then I saw him walking overto the registration office, too. Maybe this was my chance! I was convinced and quickly made my way there. I was walking a few meters behind him and there was no one else close to us. I wasn't a 100% sure if it was him but my feelings told me that it was. Because of this insecurity I didn't want to say anything to him. But he seemed to have the same struggle. He stopped and turned around like he wanted me to come over and talk to him. Again and again. Three times in total. But I did not want to make the first step. Definitely not. Usually I was never shy! I had never experienced a feeling like this - being afraid of speaking to someone. Although we had been texting for three months now he behaved like he had never seen me before. It wasn't me who didn't have a profile picture! I had never seen a single photo of him. And I also hadn't the confidence to talk to him neither. That was the reason why I decided to talk to him on the way back. But after five minutes of waiting for him at the registration office, I left angrily. He had some special wishes and it took him so long to finish his stuff that I had enough. On my way back I turned around a few times like he did before but he wasn't behind me. The smile on my face immediately dropped. I had ruined everything. Why did I have to be so shy?! But annoyingly my run of bad luck didn't stop after that. Back at our bench I was told some very bad news: "I feel really bad. I don't feel like I am in the condition to start in the next competition", Jennifer said. "We are going home."