Kendra and I met up to talk at a restaurant. We ordered food and drinks. "So, you're engaged now, huh?"
I smiled. “Yes.”
"I guess congratulations are in order then. Congrats."
"Are you happy?"
"I'm am. I'm sorry not to be a jerk, but can we get to the reason we met up, please?"
“Boy, you don't beat around the bush, do you?” Kendra smiled.
Kendra sighed. "Look, I want your forgiveness."
"Why should I forgive you? You said some horrible things to me. Hurtful things."
“I know, and I regret it.”
“I'm not ready to forgive you just yet. You have to earn my forgiveness.”
“I can do that.”
“I hope so.”