Mabel blinked, visibly taken aback. She had expected me to get angry, to call out their lies, as I had done in the past. But my indifference seemed to unsettle her more than any confrontation would have. Quickly recovering, she plastered a smile back on her face. “I knew you weren’t a petty guy, Errol. Haha, you two are couple goals, seriously. Sacha is always bragging about how lucky she is to have you—barely lets you out of her sight because she’s afraid we’ll snatch you away.”
“Yeah, Sacha is so annoying,” another friend added. “We’re all her close friends, yet she guards you like treasure.”
“How’s the engagement party coming along?” asked another. “When you two get married, I have to be one of your bridesmaids!”
Sacha’s friends surrounded us, deliberately shifting the conversation to the engagement. Just as I was about to respond, Craig sauntered over, beaming. “I told you Errol wouldn’t be upset,” he laughed. "You guys really didn’t need to rush over here and make it look like he’s some sort of jealous boyfriend."