CHAPTER 2
“Do you hate me now?” Kennedy’s voice was squeaky, but she dared to look up at her boyfriend.
No, make that her ex-boyfriend as of about ten seconds ago.
Ian shook his head. “You know I could never hate you.”
She kept waiting for him to say something else. But what?
What was left that hadn’t already been said?
“This probably doesn’t help,” she offered, “but you know it has nothing to do with how much I like you.”
Ian sighed. “I know.”
They were sitting on a bench, watching the colorful lights in the busyness of Yanji’s nightlife.
“Aren’t you going to say anything else?”
He shrugged. “Like what? You’ve made up your mind. I knew from the beginning your faith was important to you. If I were to ask you to change your beliefs, I’d be asking you to fundamentally change who yo
