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eight-person casual dining area with a spectacular view of the beach.
    On the same floor were two guest bedrooms, and a spare bathroom. But the pièce de résistance were the two exquisite ocean view master bedrooms, one on the second floor, the other on the third. Each contained a king-size bed, two nightstands, a couch, a desk with a chair, a chest of drawers, 42-inch television, a DVD player, a gigantic master bathroom with a whirlpool garden tub, and a sundeck with a two-person hot tub.
    Looking at our surroundings, I wished we had made reservations for longer than a weekend. It would be quite easy to lose myself in a place like this. Compared to our own private hell, this house was definitely the little slice of heaven we both needed.

Chapter 3
    Mischelle
    After fawning over the house, getting unpacked, and settled in, the first thing we did was look for something to eat. We were starving, and Gabby got a little funky in the attitude area if she didn’t eat when her body called for it. So after some Internet surfing, we settled on trying Sundae Café. It was a family-owned restaurant that catered to the romantic side of things for dinner, but their lunch specials looked mouthwatering as well.
    The outside of the place was a plain brown brick building with a simple red and white sign boasting its name. The inside was nothing to write home about either. Brown wooden chairs sat against mocha-colored carpet with black-and-white checkered tablecloths on square tables. And the bar area looked as if the wood needed to be repolished. Other than that, the place had a very friendly and welcoming atmosphere.
    I kept it simple and ordered fish and grits with coleslaw, hush puppies, and a drink. Gabby settled on the Smokehouse turkey burger with Carolina BBQ sauce, applewood bacon, and crispy onions. We took our food to go so we could enjoy our lunch on the sundeck overlooking the beautiful beach.
    The deck was gated from the side, but you could see the white sandy beach and see the waves wash ashore. The water in the pool looked warm and inviting, but we didn’t want to get in yet.
    â€œSo, now what?” I asked after we finished stuffing ourselves. “What should we get into first?”
    â€œI figure tomorrow we can get up early and check out the activities for the festival. I printed some stuff out we may want to do,” Gabby said as she walked inside to grab her laptop, then walked back out.
    Gabby had always been one who had to have everything planned to the last dotted I and crossed T; otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to function. I nodded as I stood and walked to look over the gate. Everything seemed so peaceful. Seagulls flew overhead. I could hear a woman’s flirty laughter in the distance. Looking down, I saw her being chased by a man with an even bigger grin on his face. I smiled at the love in the air. It made me miss my husband and kids.
    I felt my emotions taking over again. Just thinking about the way my husband had behaved was enough to make my eyes water. I glanced back at Gabby to make sure she wasn’t watching me. Luckily, she was on her laptop looking at something. I knew Gabby had brought me here to take my mind off of things, but I couldn’t help but think if I had caused Malik to cheat on me. I wondered if I could have been a better wife or something. Anything that would tell me why my husband would cheat on me, in our home.
    What kind of man would disrespect his wife and kids like that? I didn’t get it. Didn’t understand the method to his madness. How did we get to this point?
    â€œI’m going to use the restroom right quick,” I told Gabby.
    She looked up with a smile, then nodded before going back to clicking away on her laptop. I walked through the spacious kitchen, bypassed the bathroom, and then headed to get my cell. As soon as I picked it up, the bottom of my stomach fell out. Malik had called me four times. I wasn’t sure I was even