[Adam closes his eyes as their foreheads press together and that feels just as intimate as the hungry kisses that had come before. His fingers stroke over the other's cheek, his jaw, avoiding his neck even though that before had been a place he liked to touch. He's too scared to touch it now. His hand drops instead to rest on his chest as he takes in those words.]
How do you still believe in a God that would let something like that happen to someone like you?
[Adam doesn't think that Ronan even knows the worst of God's betrayal.]
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How do you still believe in a God that would let something like that happen to someone like you?
[Adam doesn't think that Ronan even knows the worst of God's betrayal.]