Once upon a time, the ice skating rink at Rockefeller Park had been their spot. Years ago – in another life – they had stood together, fingers intertwined, leaning against the rink's short wall. There was still too much unsaid between them, too many years spent separated, too many hurt feelings and broken hearts and missed chances, but that moment? That moment was perfect. And then a call came in and real life came crashing down again and that was that.
But that was then and this is now, and a lot of time has passed between then and now.
Alex is leaning against the wall of the rink, twirling the rings on her finger around and around, watching Olivia across the rink as she helps Noah to his feet again. She grins at them and feels her heart sore.
The rings are still foreign to her, even after all these months. But there's also something comforting about them, a relief in knowing that there was a permanent ending to all that pain and doubt and confusion they endured.
Alex breaks out of her reverie at the telltale sound of blades on ice and smiles as her wife and son come to a stop in front of her.
"Hey, you," Olivia says, leaning in to kiss Alex.
"Hey, yourself," Alex responds, leaning into the kiss.
"Come out with us," Olivia says. "We promise to hold on to you."
Alex looks between Olivia and Noah's toothy grins and knows that she would do anything to keep them looking at her like that. "Okay," she says.
And all at once this is enough.
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