Snøen falt tungt utenfor vinduet på den koselige kaféen i Oslo.

The snow was falling heavily outside the window of the cozy café in Oslo.

Det var vinter, og den store julegranen på torget lyste opp nattehimmelen.

It was winter, and the large Christmas tree in the square illuminated the night sky.

Inne i kaféen var det varmt og godt, med myke lys som kastet en behagelig glød over de gamle trebordene.

Inside the café, it was warm and pleasant, with soft lights casting a soothing glow over the old wooden tables.

Hanna satt ved vinduet med en kopp kakao i hånden, mistanker og minner kretset i tankene hennes.

Hanna sat by the window with a cup of cocoa in her hand, suspicions and memories circling in her thoughts.

Lars kom inn fra kulden, snobet nissen ristet han av seg snøen fra jakken.

Lars came in from the cold, resembling a snow-covered Santa Claus as he shook the snow from his jacket.

Han så Hanna og smilte før han satte seg ved bordet hennes.

He saw Hanna and smiled before sitting down at her table.

"Hei, Hanna," sa han med varm stemme.

"Hi, Hanna," he said warmly.

"Jeg fant noe på vei hit.

"I found something on the way here."

"Fra lommen trakk han frem en gammel, gulnet konvolutt.

From his pocket, he pulled out an old, yellowed envelope.

Adresse til Hanna var tydelig, men det var aldri blitt åpnet.

The address to Hanna was clear, but it had never been opened.

"Er denne din?

"Is this yours?"

" spurte han nysgjerrig.

he asked curiously.

Hanna kjente hvordan hjertet slo raskere.

Hanna felt her heart beat faster.

Hun hadde ventet på et øyeblikk som dette, men nå så hun på konvolutten med frykt.

She had been waiting for a moment like this, but now she looked at the envelope with apprehension.

Var hun klar til å åpne gamle sår på ny?

Was she ready to reopen old wounds?

Solveig, Hannas fjerne kusine, satt ved et bord i nærheten, med en bok i fanget.

Solveig, Hanna's distant cousin, sat at a nearby table, a book in her lap.

Hun kastet en sakte blikk mot brevet.

She glanced slowly at the letter.

Hun visste noe som Hanna ikke visste, men valgte å holde seg taus.

She knew something that Hanna didn't, but chose to remain silent.

Lars så at Hanna nølte.

Lars noticed that Hanna hesitated.

"Skal vi åpne det sammen?

"Shall we open it together?"

" tilbød han forsiktig, med en stikk av håp i stemmen.

he offered gently, with a hint of hope in his voice.

Et øyeblikk tvilte Hanna.

For a moment, Hanna doubted.

Brevet kunne inneholde noe som rystet henne dypt.

The letter could contain something that would shake her deeply.

Eller var det akkurat det motsatte hun trengte?

Or was it exactly the opposite that she needed?

Hun visste at fortiden hennes hadde hengt over henne for lenge.

She knew her past had hung over her for too long.

Med et dypt pust bestemte hun seg.

With a deep breath, she decided.

Hun åpnet brevet forsiktig, fingrene var litt skjelvende.

She opened the letter carefully, her fingers slightly trembling.

Lars lente seg nært, nesten åndeløst.

Lars leaned in close, almost breathless.

Utenfor formyntet stormen, som om den ville være vitne til hennes valg.

Outside, the storm intensified, as if it wanted to witness her choice.

Inne i konvolutten lå en enkelt lapp.

Inside the envelope was a single note.

Brevet var fra en gammel kjærlighet, et kort, men inderlig unnskyldning.

The letter was from an old love, a short but heartfelt apology.

Hanna leste de velkjente ordene, en tåre trillende ned kinden hennes, men følelsen som fulgte var ikke smertefull.

Hanna read the familiar words, a tear rolling down her cheek, but the feeling that followed was not painful.

Solveig så med lettelse at Hanna smilte.

Solveig watched with relief as Hanna smiled.

Lars la en arm forsiktig rundt Hannas skulder, for første gang verden føltes lysere for begge.

Lars gently placed an arm around Hanna's shoulder, for the first time, the world felt brighter for both.

"Er du ok?

"Are you okay?"

" hvisket Lars.

Lars whispered.

"Ja," svarte Hanna, og la brevet tilbake i konvolutten.

"Yes," replied Hanna, and put the letter back into the envelope.

Det som en gang hadde holdt henne fanget i fortiden, hadde nå frigitt henne.

What once held her captive in the past had now freed her.

Hun så på Lars, og kunne nesten føle hvordan en ny begynnelse ventet.

She looked at Lars and could almost feel how a new beginning awaited.

"Skal vi bestille litt til?

"Shall we order something more?"

" spurte Lars, glad for å ha vært der for henne.

Lars asked, glad to have been there for her.

Hanna nikket, klar for å starte et nytt kapittel.

Hanna nodded, ready to start a new chapter.

Snøen fortsatte å falle, men inne i kaféen var verden varm, lys og full av muligheter.

The snow continued to fall, but inside the café, the world was warm, bright, and full of possibilities.