Emberflame Ridge Breath, should I take a deep?

His laughter brought her skidding to a clumsy stop; it rang through her ears like the incessant chime of an alarm come too soon. Lily wheeled around, turning incredulous eyes upon him, his words barely registering through the fear-fueled rage that began to flood her body.

What the fuck is wrong with you?! she hollered, bristling, tears pricking the corners of her eyes. I'm pregnant, you deranged prick! I don't care what kind of monster you are--who the fuck thinks it's funny to frighten someone like that? Especially someone who's pregnant!

She fell silent, panting, panic rising over her once more as she knew he would surely retaliate against her retorts. Just try it, you mangled git, said the steely voice much deeper within her, from which her yelling had come.

Another gag assailed her, and she tasted vomit in her mouth.