living-room wall. A painting fell down. Patrik was pacing around the room with his second glass of whiskey. Unconsciously he was putting his cold, sweaty hand through his blond mop of hair whilst trying to think straight. Had he left the hotel confirmation visible in their apartment’s office? Moments later he remembered it was Linn who gave it to him a couple of minutes after he had printed it. Unfortunately she had been using the printer at the same time as him. ”I have to leave, sorry. I can’t possibly stay here.” Nikki manically pulled down all the dresses hanging neatly on velvet hangers in the wardrobe and threw them in her wide open suitcase. The toiletries she collected in no time as well as the beachwear she had used earlier during the day. With an experienced eye she quickly looked around the suite to make sure she had packed everything. She nodded in agreement and quickly closed the black suitcase. Patrik stood watching motionless. ”Nikki, damn it. I had no idea Linn was able to come here on her own. She can bloody well hardly take care of herself and the kids at home.” The children, his thoughts went to Céline and Klas. He nervously wondered who was looking after them. And who had actually taken care of Anna all these years? ”I’m leaving now”, Nikki panted breathlessly. She tiptoed over to kiss Patrik a quick goodbye before closing the door. She hoped that she could leave the hotel before Linn decided to go to his room. Quickly she pulled her heavy suitcase into the lift while she herself ran as fast as she could down the elegant marble staircase, barefoot with her sandals in the hand. A couple of minutes later Nikki was sitting, breathing heavily, in a taxi. The sweat was pouring down her spine and she felt cold and uncomfortable. As usual when stressed she was biting the cuticle of her little finger while the taxi driver asked where she wanted to go. ”Go where-ever you wish, as long as it’s out of here”, Nikki whispered with a hoarse voice. She didn’t know where to go.
Friday June 7th Drowsily Nikki rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and tried to get her bearings. A little lost she sat up in the large double bed, looking around in the shadowy darkness. Making a face she removed the elastic from her hair and remembered the night before like a shot. Once again the heavy knot of lead came back to her stomach. She looked at her mobile lying on the side-table but there were no new messages. Wonder if Linn found Patrik yesterday? Yes, she must have done that, Nikki thought worriedly and naked got out of bed. Feeling the soft carpet under her feet she went to the large window, opened the white curtains and gazed at the scenic view. The strong sun shone in her eyes and lit up the beautiful room. Outside the window there was already a lot going on. People were having breakfast and some were having a cool swim in the mosaic tiled pool. The hotel’s towels were already placed on the deckchairs on the beach and a couple of white pedal boats could be seen out on the sea. Even though Nikki had slept the whole night thanks to a sleeping pill, she felt completely exhausted. Paralyzed. Yawning she went into the hot shower and her thoughts returned to Linn. Why? Why was I lured into this bloody mess? My own fault of course. I could have said no. Damn it. How could I be such an idiot to start fucking the husband of my childhood friend? She started sobbing uncontrollably. Salty tears were mixed with the shower and she felt several years of guilty feelings leave her knotted stomach. The knot in her stomach shrank a little while she cried but she still felt like the lowest creature on earth as she wrapped herself in the towel. Nikki put on a bikini with a leopard pattern and felt her stomach churning worriedly. She checked the time and could see there were three hours left of the regular fast which had become everyday life for her since watching a program on TV last winter. She found a few tea-bags in