His POV {1}

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Cedric couldn't hold it in, her pain, her sadness, the way her heart ached when he saw them, he could feel them all, just how long would he let her suffer, because of this stupid TRIAL!

He watches as she saunters away, he could tell she was angry and in pain, and yet he couldn't go to her even if he could, he can't YET. Just hold on my love... that was his thought.

He snapped his gaze back to Lawrence, yes he knew they were just holding hands and nothing was going on between the two, but still, he couldn't hide his anger and Lawrence was smart enough to see it, no one should touch what was his, no one, he will let this slide for he knew what was to be Lawrence destiny, making him suffer wouldn't be the best idea, he would plunge a hole, and that was the least of what he wanted. 

"Whatever we have to talk about we will in the meeting," Cedric said in a simple tone but it held anger.

"O-Of course" he stammered before walking away.