I can’t tell him.
Svalbard is in my blood. For so long it was all I had, but now everything else in my life is good too. I’ve got my home, my business, and my man. Life’s great. Until the day it isn’t.
After finding a lump, I use a trip to the mainland to get it checked out. The news isn’t good. I don’t know how to tell Varg—so I don’t. Instead, I hope to get it over with quickly, suffer in silence, and then go back to my normal, happy life.
Of course, it’s never that easy.