Chapter 7

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Christian continued to hold me as I continued crying uncontrollably. I was so embarrassed by the fact that I was having a breakdown right now. I don't mind having a breakdown in front of my own son but the fact that he just brought his new girlfriend here so he could introduce her to me is just...it's embarrassing ok! Just then, right when things couldn't get any worse, Linda and her crew came back along with Isabelle. Someone kill me now!

"Hey, we're back!" Linda announced as she and the others came back from the stables. Linda immediately took notice of me sobbing uncontrollably into Christian's arms and rushed over to where we were and sat on the other side of me. "Mama, what's wrong?"

"She's having one of her breakdowns," Christian said with a very concerned look on his face as he replied to his sister.

"I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed through my tears as I put my head up. "I'm so sorry you guys have to see this! Especially you, Isabelle!"

"It's ok Anna," Isabelle replied reassuringly. "Christian told me everything and it's ok to cry. It's not your fault. You can't help but cry and breakdown."

"Are you sure?" I asked as I wiped my tears.

"Absolutely positive," Isabelle replied as she nodded in response.

As my tears subsided and Linda and Christian continued holding me, we all just decided to relax for a while. I decided to wash the dishes from dinner while the kids played around and Linda, Christian, Jens, and Isabelle were all talking amongst themselves. They seemed to really be getting along with one another. That plus the looks of love that Christian and Isabelle often give each other just melted my heart. There's so much more but these two were clearly meant for each other just like how Björn and I were meant for each other.

Nobody could deny the looks of love that we often gave each other. There was no doubt about that. There really wasn't. But now that Björn and I are divorced and he remarried, it's now kind of obvious that he and Lena were meant for each other. I mean how many times do I have to explain to everyone that he and Lena have been married much longer than he's been married to me?!

But I should probably shrug those thoughts off just about now. It's not healthy plus Isabelle is still here and like Linda told me the other night, something bad can happen to me. I'm no longer young. As I finish washing the dishes, I couldn't help but notice Linda, Jens, Christian, and Isabelle talking. They all sounded very concerned and it seemed like they were all talking about me. I couldn't help but feel nosy and eavesdrop on their conversation by leaning my head against the doorway between the kitchen and the living room and hear what it is that they are talking about.

"I'm really worried about Mama, you know," Linda said. "I don't think she should continue writing a song for Papa. Don't get me wrong, I know she loves him and she wants to express it and that's ok but it's gone up to the point where it's too much for her and she's having these breakdowns more frequently."

"Yeah I agree," Jens sighed. "To be honest, I feel really bad for her. It's obvious that she and Björn still love each other. One can't deny that and I'm not just saying this because I'm their son in law and because I've always been an ABBA fan but just in general."

"And there's no doubt that Papa loves Mama just as much as she loves him," Christian added. "I just wish she can see that."

"Yeah it's unfortunate that she can't see that Papa loves her just as much but her self doubts really keep getting in the way and I really wish we can all help her," Linda added.

"Yeah," Christian, Isabelle, and Jens sighed in unison.

At this point, my curiosity really got to the better of me and I ended up walking to the living room like nothing happened. I didn't want them to notice that I had been eavesdropping on them. I mean they're not stupid after all. And besides, I raised two of the four adults that were just talking about me sounding concerned. There was no doubt that the others noticed me walking into the living room and didn't hesitate to speak up.

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