[Brielle's POV]
“Prove it.”
The words leave my lips before I can stop myself, but I’m in desperate need of proof that even if no one else was on my side, I had L and that he would be with me forever.
“Do you know what you’re asking, little songbird?” L husks, keeping his head low so that I can’t make out his face. “Because I don't..."
“I do,” I counter, feeling a slight sting of betrayal. “I know exactly what I’m asking.”
I knew. I knew from the day he came into my life that he would become my world, and I need something to prove that is true. He is my everything, but at times I feel like I’m not his.
Growing quiet, I wait as a low rumble of frustration escapes him, and when he brings my hand to his masked lips, I feel another sting of rejection.
“Not now,” he sighs, beginning to ge
