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presentation was impressive, but lacked a few practical details. On the other hand, Roger gave the worst presentation of all - he seemed to have put little thought into the whole thing, and had very few practical numbers and details on hand. But Don still nodded, and said that his idea was promising, and they could go over the exact numbers later.
     
    At that, I groaned internally. I might hate Colin, but I chafed at the injustice Don was committing by favoring Roger - he was giving up a better resort just to work with someone who was his friend's son. But Colin didn't seem to be phased by it all, and afterwards we all had a lovely seafood lunch and everyone retired to their bedroom for siestas .
     
    I couldn't stand to be in the same room as Colin, and after a few minutes of fiddling with my phone and texting Katie, I left to take a walk. I strolled around the gardens, and found a paved courtyard where Celine was sunbathing. She smiled when she saw me, and I walked over despite myself.
     
    "Isn't it bad to lie out in the sun so much?"
     
    Celine gave a tinkling laugh and said, "Maybe. But I've got sunscreen, and those bitches in New York better be jealous of my tan!"
     
    I laughed with her, and wondered if she had any real friends. C eline 's world seemed so lonely… I'm not sure how it happened, but I asked her about her friends in New York and Celine started telling me about how her "friends" backstabbed her, and how she made sure nobody knew too much about her real life.
     
    I nodded and commiserated, even though I was sure Celine returned their favors whenever she could. But I felt genuinely sorry for her. Sometimes I feel very lonely - since my parents died, I've never had enough time to make friends and han g out with them. I guess the fact that I'm alone makes it easy for me to understand when other people are lonely.
     
    I sat down beside her and we chatted a while longer. The sun was moving lower, and we knew everyone else would be up soon, and joining us for drinks and dinner.
     
    I got up to go and change and Celine rolled to her side. "Listen Lisa," she purred, "I hope you've got no hard feelings because of me and Colin?"
     
    I shook my head. "It's in the past."
     
    She nodded and lay back again. "You're nicer than I thought. I guess I know what Colin sees in you - you're different from the other bitches out there."
     
    I laughed. "What makes you so sure of that?"
     
    She grinned. "Well, you haven't asked me for my plastic surgeon ' s details, and you haven't told me I looked terrible in last week's issue of People ."
     
    "I still have a chance to do that."
     
    We both laughed and I left.
     
    The next few days were a blur of sumptuous food, beach visits and relaxed quietness. Colin and I barely spoke to each other - I ignored him when we retired to our room after dinner, and we slept on far sides of the bed. I'm not the kind of person who throws tantrums or cries like a baby; I prefer to hide my emotions and I hid the way I felt about Colin by avoiding him.
     
    I tried not to look into his eyes - whenever I looked, there was something wary and guarded there, and I felt guilty. And then I felt angry with myself for feeling guilty - he should be the one to feel guilty! He could've let me go back to New York , I couldn't see any good reason to stay, but he wouldn't change his mind.
     
    Whenever we were with the others, we held hands, laughed and teased each other. I tried not to let the charade break my heart - this was what we might have really been. He'd told me he cared about me, and it was tempting to imagine a world where all that was true.
     
    But I did my bit stoically, trying not to feel wistful. I avoided Colin during the siesta time by going outside and chatting with Celine. She was fickle and self-centered, but I couldn't blame her. She'd grown up with rich parents who spoiled her with everything she wanted to buy, but never gave her their time. I figured that's why she was starving for