The logical part of him just wanted to let Rachel go. She’d be better off without him and what he was doing was merciful. Besides, there was no hope in salvaging this no matter how much L tried… He didn’t want to give up and lose her. As long as she was here there was hope.
“I want to you to be happy. I want to be the one to make you happy. Rachel…I would do anything for that,” And he meant it. “What can I possibly do? All I have managed to do so far is hurt you. I want to stop.”
He lifted his head, looking at her with a tired expression. He was mentally, emotionally and physically exhausted, and right now it was showing more than he knew. “I told you what I want. What do you want, Rachel?”