Freja skubbede sine hænder dybt ned i lommen på sin blå vinterjakke.

Freja pushed her hands deep into the pockets of her blue winter jacket.

Kulden strammede om hendes kinder, mens hun gik langs Nyhavn.

The cold tightened around her cheeks as she walked along Nyhavn.

Farverige huse lå side om side langs kanalen, og dampen fra de varme drikke steg op fra folks kopper på caféerne.

Colorful houses stood side by side along the canal, and steam from hot drinks rose from people's cups at the cafes.

Ved skøjtebanen var der en summende livlig stemning.

At the skating rink, there was a buzzing lively atmosphere.

Freja stoppede op et øjeblik, betaget af lysene, der glimtede på isen, og latteren fra de glade skøjteløbere.

Freja stopped for a moment, captivated by the lights shimmering on the ice and the laughter of the happy skaters.

Hun havde ikke været her i årevis, men der var noget specielt ved stedet, der fik hende til at smile.

She hadn't been here in years, but there was something special about the place that made her smile.

Mikkel kom pludselig til syne, letgenkendelig med sin grå hue og praktiske frakke.

Mikkel suddenly appeared, easily recognizable with his gray cap and practical coat.

Han bevægede sig elegant som en danser på isen.

He moved gracefully like a dancer on the ice.

Freja følte en varm bølge af nostalgi ramme hende.

Freja felt a warm wave of nostalgia hit her.

De havde været så tætte engang, og hun havde altid ønsket at tale om deres fortid.

They had been so close once, and she had always wanted to talk about their past.

Ved siden af Mikkel skøjtede Astrid.

Next to Mikkel, Astrid skated.

Hun var klædt i en farverig uldfrakke, som om hun bar på regnbuens nuancer selv i vintermørket.

She was dressed in a colorful wool coat, as if she carried the hues of the rainbow even in the winter darkness.

Hun lo højt, uvidende om den interessante dynamik mellem de to gamle venner.

She laughed loudly, unaware of the interesting dynamic between the two old friends.

Freja besluttede sig.

Freja made up her mind.

Hun måtte finde modet.

She had to find the courage.

Hun vinkede til dem fra kanten af rinken.

She waved to them from the edge of the rink.

Mikkel opdagede hende først og sendte hende et varmt smil.

Mikkel noticed her first and sent her a warm smile.

Astrid vinkede entusiastisk og skøjtede hen mod hende.

Astrid waved enthusiastically and skated over to her.

"Freja!

"Freja!

Det er længe siden!"

It's been a long time!"

råbte Astrid med sin karakteristiske glæde.

shouted Astrid with her characteristic joy.

"Ja," svarede Freja.

"Yes," replied Freja.

"Jeg tænkte, vi kunne få en kop varm kakao sammen.

"I thought we could have a cup of hot cocoa together.

Vi kunne tale lidt og varme os op."

We could chat a bit and warm up."

De satte sig ved et hyggeligt bord tæt på rinken.

They sat at a cozy table close to the rink.

Det dampede fra kopperne, og duften af varm chokolade fyldte luften.

Steam rose from the cups, and the scent of hot chocolate filled the air.

Freja fandt et roligt øjeblik og vendte sig mod Mikkel.

Freja found a quiet moment and turned to Mikkel.

"Kan vi snakke...

"Can we talk...

alene?"

alone?"

spurgte hun forsigtigt.

she asked cautiously.

Mikkel nikkede forstående.

Mikkel nodded understandingly.

De gik en kort tur langs kanalen, hvor de kunne tale uforstyrret.

They took a short walk along the canal, where they could talk undisturbed.

Freja tog en dyb indånding.

Freja took a deep breath.

"Jeg har tænkt så meget på vores sidste møde," begyndte hun.

"I've thought so much about our last meeting," she began.

"Jeg føler, vi har noget uafklaret imellem os."

"I feel we have something unresolved between us."

Mikkel tøvede et øjeblik.

Mikkel hesitated for a moment.

"Jeg har også tænkt på det," indrømmede han.

"I've thought about it too," he admitted.

"Men livet blev så kompliceret dengang."

"But life became so complicated back then."

De talte åbent og dybt om deres minder og følelser.

They spoke openly and deeply about their memories and feelings.

Luften var kold, men samtalen bragte en varme mellem dem.

The air was cold, but the conversation brought warmth between them.

Da de vendte tilbage til Astrid, følte Freja en lettelse og grip af nyvunden forståelse med Mikkel.

When they returned to Astrid, Freja felt a relief and a sense of newfound understanding with Mikkel.

De sluttede aftenen med latter og lovede at mødes igen.

They ended the evening with laughter and promised to meet again.

Astrid, der nu også var engageret i samtalen, fik dem alle til at grine med sine kreative idéer til fremtidige møder.

Astrid, who was now also engaged in the conversation, made them all laugh with her creative ideas for future meetings.

Da natten faldt på og snefnuggene stille dalede ned over Nyhavn, gik Freja hjem med et nyt håb i hjertet.

As night fell and snowflakes quietly drifted down over Nyhavn, Freja went home with new hope in her heart.

Hun vidste, at hun nu både havde en vigtig ven og muligheden for endnu mere med Mikkel.

She knew she now had both an important friend and the possibility of much more with Mikkel.

Livet i København føltes pludselig rigere og varmere.

Life in København suddenly felt richer and warmer.