Please get me out of this BL novel...I'm straight! novel Chapter 546

Heinz didn't waste a moment after hearing the news.

He had left without a word, the ballroom fading into nothing as his mind whirled and his chest constricted. The weight of memory and revelation was crushing him from all sides.

Florian.

Pregnant.

And all those lost nights—the laughter, the tears, the stolen touches—came flooding back into him at once, no longer fragmented, no longer denied.

A single tear slipped down Heinz's cheek before he even realized it.

'Why?' His own question echoed like a wound tearing open. 'Why was I so afraid of love? Why did I push him away? Why did I force myself to forget?'

Every memory had been tainted with shame when he cast them aside, but now—now that they were whole again—he understood.

The good, the bad, the aching arguments and the tender silences… all of it, as long as it had Florian at the center, his heart had been alive.

Happy.

Whole.

Overjoyed.

How could he have been so blind? So utterly stupid?

For all the years he had ruled, for all the nights he spent surrounded by his harem, for all the fleeting pleasures meant to distract him, none had satisfied.

None had reached the emptiness inside him.

But this—this had been different.

A baby.

Their baby.

His child, with Florian.

He never thought himself capable of such joy, and yet it pulsed inside him, radiant and wild, threatening to burst out of his chest.

He searched for him everywhere. The gardens. The infirmary.

Each corridor blurred as he used his magic to hasten his search, desperation clawing at his insides.

'Where are you, Florian?'

At last, he realized the truth. Where else could he be but his room?

Upset. Alone. Crying—because once again Heinz had abandoned him.

'Not anymore,' Heinz swore, his chest tightening as he stood before Florian's door. 'I'll make everything right. I'll never let you cry alone again. I'll never let you forget how much you mean to me.'

For a moment, he forced himself to stop, to catch his breath, his hand trembling on the door handle.

His heart was so full it hurt, pounding wildly as though it already knew the words it longed to speak.

And then—

"Ah…"

The sound froze him.

A voice—moaning—drifted from inside the room.

Heinz's blood turned to ice.

No.

It couldn't be.

But the sound grew clearer, undeniable. His body stiffened, dread hollowing out the joy that had bloomed only seconds before.

And then—words. Florian's voice, breaking through the haze of ecstasy.

"You're… going to be a father."

Heinz's world tilted.

No.

No, no, no.

"I'm pregnant."

The words cut sharper than any blade.

His vision blurred, his chest twisting painfully as he staggered forward.

Hands shaking, heart hammering, he opened the door—slowly, quietly—unable to stop himself, even as dread consumed him whole.

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