Chapter 11, Looking Beyond AppearancesMelissa was also headed to get some refreshments, but she opted for the more quiet poolside bar, which was not very busy this afternoon. There were a few women out tanning face down with their bikini tops untied, but otherwise their was no one to talk to. There was no one to interrupt her melancholy thoughts or stop her from replaying the horrible scene in her mind over and over again, torturing herself with the vision of Marcus laughing with those smarty pants French women who knew so much about wine. He had looked so happy. She didn't remember him smiling like that for her. Sure, he had laughed at some of her jokes and listened to her stories, but in the end he must have thought she was a weirdo troll, and so he decided to go with someone more exper
