Obviously Melody had a lot on her mind at the moment, and if he were less frustrated himself he might have been willing to cut her more slack as she responded. As it was, the main takeaway for him was that despite everything he'd just said, she still wasn't listening. He wasn't talking about the pregnancy and how to handle it, because in his mind there was no way to even begin that conversation until they'd had another one first. He had to know that she wasn't just going to keep doing this stuff — trying to make every major life decision without him — or else what was the point? Why had he stuck by her after the elopement and completely derailed his life if she wasn't even willing to try meeting him halfway on anything? It was even worse than that though, worse than not trying to compromise. She hadn't even figured out whether a compromise was necessary, because this news — this major, life-altering piece of news — wasn't even something she was going to tell him.

"Of course I don't want a baby," he shot back. He felt as though he could explode from everything building up in his chest, which he didn't know how to put into words. "I don't even want to be married. But it's not as though I get a say, is it? In this, or in anything?"