Cedric smiled, seeing the sight before him; how many times does he need to see it to know the truth? "You should stop him," Cedric heard Elias say from beside him, genuinely concerned.
"Why should I? They look perfect together." He replied, his hold on the rose tightened.
Cedric glanced at the rose, what was he going to do with it? He didn't want to approach her. He did not know if he would be able to keep the rage boiling in him at bay if he did.
"She never deserved it, give it to Callista. The poor girl is all alone without a single rose." The voice that always bothered him found a very convenient time to chime in his head. Cedric glanced at Callista. Their gaze met; he shook his head, changing his mind.
He rather kept the rose to himself, Alfonso left Abrielle after accomplishing his task. Cedric wondered why Alfonso didn't kiss Abrielle at once, affirming all the rumours.
