Ladybug went utterly still, and Adrien would feel her go tense and rigid under his touch, her breath catching.

He suspected.

He suspected it was her now, was right about her not having left, but she couldn't admit it. Couldn't even begin to contemplate admitting it, after three years of her identity being her most closely guarded secret.

"I-"

Her voice was tiny, and she almost didn't hear it above the pounding of her heart.

"Th-.. that is..."