Please get me out of this BL novel...I'm straight! novel Chapter 606

Juno looked down at Florian, and for the first time since they had arrived, her composure cracked.

There was something nervous in her expression now.

It was subtle.

Florian lifted his gaze to her face, really looking at her this time.

She was old.

That much was undeniable. The years showed clearly in the lines etched into her forehead, the looseness of her skin.

Dark circles sat beneath her eyes, heavy and permanent, as if rest had long stopped meaning much to her. Her white hair was pulled into a neat bun, not a strand out of place.

'She's carried this place for a long time,' Florian thought.

Juno glanced down at her notebook again, fingers tightening around it. She wrote a few words, paused, then added more.

Florian watched the careful movement of her hand, the slight tremble that hadn't been there before.

She raised the notebook.

"What is your question, Your Highness?"

"Oh, uh…" Florian hesitated, turning slightly to the side. His eyes caught movement in the hall. More maids passing by. Some younger. Some older. Still that same odd feeling clung to them. "It's more of a curiosity, I guess."

Juno tilted her head, waiting, gesturing gently for him to continue.

Florian swallowed. "I couldn't help but notice that a lot of the maids here are people with disabilities. And… deformities. Some are pregnant." He winced internally. "I was just wondering about that."

Juno's eyes widened.

Clearly, she hadn't expected the question.

Florian immediately rushed to clarify. "Not that I mind," he added quickly. "Or that I'm bothered. It's just… rare. To see a place that employs mostly people who usually aren't given opportunities."

'God, I sound awful,' Florian thought. 'That's not what I mean.'

But he pressed on anyway. He needed answers. Any answers.

And there was no way to sugarcoat his question.

Especially since Farah's condition had never been mentioned. If there was a pattern here, he needed to see it.

Juno remained silent.

She didn't write right away.

Instead, she flipped through her notebook.

Page after page. Older notes. Worn paper.

Ink faded with time.

Florian's heart began to beat faster.

Then she stopped.

She turned the notebook toward him.

"Lord Eldrick and his family pride themselves in hiring women who are in need of work but are usually not hired. Pregnant women. People with disabilities. Those with deformities."

Juno turned the page.

"This began with me. I was their first hire many years ago. All the women here are truly grateful for such opportunities."

Florian nodded slowly.

'Is this a common question asked?' he thought. 'She has an answer prepared.'

Juno turned the page again.

And Florian froze.

His breath caught in his throat.

"You are an exception, Farah. Because—"

The sentence ended abruptly.

The paper was torn.

Not cleanly. Not neatly. Ripped.

But the name was VERY familiar.

Farah.

Florian's pulse spiked.

'Oh.'

He stared at the torn page, his mind racing. This wasn't coincidence. This wasn't just some forgotten note. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

This was something that wasn't meant to be seen.

Juno followed his gaze.

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