Chapter Forty-Five

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It was eleven thirty in the morning when Frida came out wrapped in her brown bathrobe while drying her hair with a towel. Today she woke up later than usual and she would hardly have breakfast, in case coffee counted as breakfast. After going to sleep very late at midnight, she fell deeply asleep and did not wake up until forty minutes ago, Benny did not keep his word to wake her up to say goodbye but deep down she thanked him because the truth is she was tired. Now her boys were at the aquatic club, Benny taking therapy and Colin joining him, how inseparable they were.

Frida poured coffee into her favorite cup and she tried it, it was at the right temperature and tasted delicious. She went back to the main room with her coffee to get ready, she would go pick up her two loves and then the three of them would go to eat. As she dressed, Frida felt the two lumps on her breast again and shuddered. She knew that she had to be prepared for anything, the diagnosis could be good or bad but she'd have to accept it and manage to get ahead, for herself and for her family. The truth is that now she was much calmer after talking to Benny about it, she knew from the beginning that he would be there every step of the way, but she was so scared that she could not think clearly at first and that is why she hid it.

Frida finished dressing, putting on makeup and fixing her hair, after that she drank the rest of coffee and left for Stockholm. Lately the idea of ​​moving to Stockholm or the center of Lidingö remained in her mind. Colin would soon have to attend kindergarten and the most flexible thing for her and Benny would be to live in the city, close to the schools. But she loved living in Lake Kottlasjön, that place was her home and it meant a lot to her, as well as to Benny, not to mention that little Colin enjoyed the wonders of the forest a lot. The most appropriate thing would be to discuss it with her husband and both make a decision.

Thirty-five minutes later, Frida arrived at the club. The receptionists greeted her very kindly, they knew her as Mrs. Andersson. Frida went to the pool area, especially to the rehabilitation area, and there were her two loves; automatically when she saw them she smiled. Benny was on the shore, apparently he had just removed his swimming cap, unaware of her presence he returned with Colin who was in the arms of a woman, the little one was dressed in a red full body swimsuit and a blue swimming cap with drawings of whales. He was very smiling while playing with the water and Frida was immensely happy to see him enjoy it that way. She moved a little closer, then her smile faded when she saw who the woman that was carrying her child was; Greta.

Colin saw her mother at the side of the pool and did not hesitate to make her notice. "Mommy!" he yelled out with enthusiasm as he tried to go to her, but Greta held him tightly so that he did not fall completely into the water. Benny quickly turned to look for his wife, and for a fraction he saw harshness in her gaze, but she approached the pool with a smile.

"Hello baby boy," she greeted her son who was stretching his arms towards her.

Greta gave Colin to Benny and he led him to shore, the boy looking eager to get to his mother. "Hello my love," he greeted her sweetly. "You arrived early,"

"It's actually already one in the afternoon," she replied as she leaned down to caress the cheek of her little love. Colin reached for Frida but Benny kept it with him.

"I'm in the pool, mommy!"

"I see," she giggled. "Has your therapy finished?" she asked Benny.

"Yes, quite a while ago," he replied. "Now we were swimming a bit. Right, champ?" Colin nodded fervently.

"Yes! We swim with Greta!" he said as pointing to his father's friend, which Frida didn't like at all, Benny didn't even have to guess because he knew what was going through his wife's mind.

"Don't you want to join?" Benny asked her, struggling a bit with Colin because he wanted to catch up with his mom.

"Not today," she replied. "I did not come prepared and it's time to go. Where is the towel?" She asked.

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