Good morning Agnetha honey.
Frida?
What's the matter?
Did we fight?
Yes we did but we made up.
Is the fight my fault?
Agnetha of course not.
I would feel really sorry if it was Frida.
Ode to freedom babe.
What?
Ode to freedom?
It's not your fault and you should feel freedom and happiness.
But I don't.
I broke your heart.
Last night before you fell asleep we hugged and talked but you probably don't remember because you fell fast asleep in my arms.
Was it comfortable?
You were certainly comfortable.
I love you Frida.
I love you too honey.
