Usually, Fraser and Polly would always occupy her side, and someone would always separate me.
But now she was holding my wrist and not letting me leave, which was unprecedented.
Realizing something, Luna quickly released my hand and said, "You and Polly switch places."
I said nothing and sat between Polly and her.
We then began drinking and playing games. Fraser deliberately lost the game and chose a dare, which had everyone go along with it, making Fraser and Luna stay close for thirty seconds.
Their chests were almost touching, their noses almost meeting, nearly merging into one.
Fraser shot me a smug glance, and Luna only lasted ten seconds before drinking as punishment.
This was like being publicly cuckolded!
Any other man would have thrown a punch at Fraser by now.
But I didn't make any move and even kept my expression perfectly composed.
Am I not a man?
Of course I am.
I just don't love Luna anymore.
But I couldn't show any anger, nor should Luna's circle of friends be attacking me.
Especially Polly Ellis, who was the most typical and the loudest.