Chapter Two

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2 years later
Lake "Kottlasjön", Lidingö, Sweden.

Frida opened her eyes slowly to find the sun hitting her face; one more time she had left the curtain open. Last night she went to sleep late after had been painting in her studio, she ended up so tired that she forgot to close the curtain. She stayed for a while there, enjoying the heat of the sun in her face. She really loved sunny days. If she took enough sun, her skin looked less pale and some freckles appeared decorating her profiled nose. Suddenly, she heard a peculiar sound. Apparently her dog, Zappa, had woke up full of energy, she could hear him barking from the entrance. Frida got up, put on her slippers and headed to the bathroom where she washed her face, teeth, tied her dark reddish hair in a high ponytail and headed outside to see her faithful friend.

"Good morning, boy," said bending down. Zapppa ran automatically and curled up with his owner to receive morning pampering.

Zappa straightened and began barking again
in the direction of the house next door. There was a small moving truck. Ultimately, there was a lot of movement out there. A few months ago began a construction a few meters to the left of Frida's house. Someone had bought the land and now there was a beautiful house with dark wood finishes and large glass windows, very similar to hers.

Whoever the owner was, she didn't blame him; Kottlasjön Lake was the perfect place to live. It was located in the forest by the road, near the southern exit of Lidingö. It was only 10 minutes from Lidingö and 30 minutes from Stockholm. In the surroundings there were great trees of Albar Oak, wild pines and Elms. In its path, you could find countless squirrels and delight in birdsong. That's why she fell in love with that place, and now, someone else did it as well.

"Well friend, I think we won't be alone anymore." Frida caressed behind Zappa's ears before getting up and heading into the kitchen. She turned on the coffee maker and noticed the small clock in his kitchen; it was 9:30 a.m. si she better hurry to get on time to the art gallery. She needed to bring some pictures that she already had ready, soon, there would be an exhibition and her partner and friend, Sygni, had been working on in.
While the coffee was ready, she decided to take a shower. She entered to her bathroom, undressed quickly and let her hair down. She turned on the hot water tap and entered the shower. The water slipped through her slender body completely relaxing her, nothing like a shower in the morning.

When she finished, she dried her body, got tangled up in her red bathrobe and started working with her hair with the dryer.
Suddenly, she heard her cellphone ringing from her bureau. She snorted and went to answer.

"Hello?" Frida said answering the call.

"Hi cute, how are you?". Someone replied from the other side of the line.

"Ragnar, are you?" Frida asked confused removing the cellphone from her ear to verify that, the number that appeared on the screen, was of her boyfriend.

"Yes Frid, it's me" Ragnar answered. "Do you remember that my old cellphone didn't fix at all? Well, I decided change it yesterday"

"Ooh, that's great, I will register you then. Tell me, what's going on?"

"Well, I call you to tell you I will be late for our date tonight. I have an appointment with a client at 7:00 p.m., I will be with you around nine if there's no inconvenience for you..."

Oh no, their date. She had forgotten completely. They were going to have a dinner at her house. It was Friday and they had agreed since Monday.

"Hmm, it's okay love, I understand you. At 9:00 is fine, but if you think It will take more, just tell me please. Remember, I am the one who has to cook" Frida said pretending nuinsance.

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