"Of course." Cassian did not hesitate. Not even for a fraction of a second. "How else will you prove to me that you love me, if not through your actions?" He watched her face cycle through shock, fury, and a helpless, stuttering disbelief that she could not seem to articulate into words. "Actions speak louder than words, my pregnant fiancee."
There it was. Cassian found a new opening, no matter how small, and he drove the word pregnant through it like a stake through the heart with the specific intention of reminding Cixi that she had lied about carrying his child, that she was trapped inside that lie, and that he was enjoying her imprisonment far more than any decent person should.
