After almost a decade, Bell comes across Bridget at a bar in another city. She smiles in recognition when their eyes meet.
They end up talking until the bar closes, until they are asked to leave. Bridget lives close and asks if Bell would like to join her for one last drink. Bell knows no words but yes.
When Bell pulls the sweater gently from Bridget, there is a fresh tattoo across her forearm. Bell runs her fingers over the raised ink.
“A bird.” Bell finally manages, voice full of wonder. “After all this time?”
Bridget replies with a kiss