“I’m not worried; I’ve learned to make things easier on myself by accepting I may never get into heaven.” She said shaking her head. “It doesn’t make me want to do this any less; it just makes me sad that I won’t ever see the golden place.” She said looking away from him.
“How do you know you’re not going to go to Heaven?” he asked curiously. “Because I’ve heard different, but you can believe anything you want.” He said shaking his head.
“I know, it just makes sense I’m not going anywhere.” She said looking at him. “You don’t have to feel bad for me, or make me feel better about myself.”
“Oh I don’t plan on it, I am not going to make you feel like you’re needed, and wanted. I will be honest with you, and I will protect you. You have to fi
